human
When you elope with I----, it will give me an excuse for following you to India, and India is the Mecca of my dreams.
gpt
If it comes to the worst and you can see it no other way, I will do my best to accommodate you,
human
So don't give up your hope of India.
gpt
or via this or that fast boat, in order that our letters would go the speediest way. Owing to the censor they were delayed at best, and then arrived five or six at a time. After this letter with the joke concerning I----, I wrote again almost at once, with
human
in the corner as usual. Repairs being necessary, this particular boat was withdrawn for a fortnight, and my letter stupidly held over till its next crossing. All of this neither of us knew. What Mr. Saltus did know was that ten days went by without a line from me: a thing so unprecedented that it bowled him over completely. During this time I went down to Brighton for a week, which delayed my next letter, and caused the cables which came from him to be opened, delayed, and reopened, before reaching me, for resorts on the sea were under special scrutiny. Hearing nothing from his cables, Mr. Saltus sent others to two friends, neither of which were delivered, as the friends happened to be in France at the time. When these finally reached me in a bundle I was both horrified and overcome. Rushing to the cable office I sent the following:
gpt
No one but Snipps. Written constantly. At Brighton for the weekend. Eternamente. Mowgy.