Love Letters Books : Letter To One's Father’s Beloved
If he were not my papa, I should like to marry him. I would rather be his daughter than the wife of anyone else.
I miss him very much, but not so much as you might think. I have always been so much away from him. Papa has always been principally for holidays. I miss Madame Catharine more. But don’t tell him that.
Of everyone who comes here I like you the best. That’s not a great compliment for there are not many people. It was very kind of you to come today so far from your house, for I’m as yet only a child. Oh, yes, I have only the occupations of a child. When did you give them up the occupations of a child?
I should like to know how old you are. But I don’t know whether it is right to ask. At the convent they told us that we must never ask the age.
I don’t like to do anything that’s not expected. It looks as if one has not been properly taught I myself should never like to be taken by surprise.
Papa left directions for everything. I go to bed very early. When the sun goes off that side, I go into the garden. Papa left strict orders that I was not to be scorched.
I always enjoy the view. The mountains are so very much graceful. IN Rome, from the convent we saw nothing but roofs and bell-towers.
I practice on piano three hours a day. You would play something for me. Papa has the idea that I should hear good music.
Madame Sandy has played me several times. That’s what I like best of Madame Sandy.
She has great facility. I shall never have facility. And I have no voice-just a small sound like the squeak of a slate pencil making flourishes.
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