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iens will keep us in bed for a week. That song seems to have been written for us, pet. "(they'll make it ten days of Heaven") — you're tellin' me.

The curios I intended sending were too heavy & were returned. I have my heart set on
some embroidered lingerie for you honey.
Your letters make me feel proud of you Nance. They never fail to make me want you more & more. One night I felt so awfully lonely I was in tears. Of course it had to be so brightly moonlight I couldn't sleep. Within the next month we'll know definitely whether we're
here for 2 years or 6 months. I'm in suspense over it. You'd never want what's left of me if it's 2 years. An invilid pension wouldn't please me. Moresby is a blaze of colour now. Hundreds of flowering trees & shrubs make it a picture. I'm sending a bloom in with your Xmas Card. I only pray we can afford a honeymoon to one of the Pacific Islands. That would be romance for two sun-babies. Imagine not having a care in the world & with two hung up souls to satisfy just sun-tanning, petting, sleeping (together) & eating. Lets live in hope.

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