Ignoring that maturity in her with which he had lately dared to reckon,
he reverted to the tone which he had taken and maintained with her
before the sweetness and seriousness of their relations had deepened to
an intimacy which had committed him to an avowal.
News of all sorts humorously retailed--an amusing sketch of his recent
journey to Washington and its doubtful results--matters that they both
were interested in, details known only to them, a little harmless
gossip--these things formed the body of his letter. There was never a
hint of sorrow or discouragement--nothing to intimate that life had so
utterly and absolutely changed for him--only a jolly, friendly
badinage--an easy, light-hearted narrative, ending in messages to all
and a frank regret that the pursuit of business and happiness appeared
incompatible at the present moment.
His address, he wrote, was his club; he sent her, he said, under
separate cover, a rather interesting pamphlet--a monograph on the
symbolism displayed by the designs in Samarcand rugs and textiles of
the Ming dynasty.
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