for what he’s missed–awfully sorry for him, but equally glad for
me. And . . . one other thing: five years hence I’ve something to
tell you, something rich, something ridiculously rich, and all
about me and the foolishness of me over you. Five years. Is it a
date?”
“I shall keep it if it is fifty years,” she sighed, as she nestled
closer to him.
GLEN ELLEN, CALIFORNIA.
August 17, 1916.
On the Makaloa Mat/Island Tales
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Footnotes:
{1} See Dibble’s “A History of the Sandwich Islands.”