August 22nd /77
My darling Eugénie,
I was delighted to receive your loving letter this morning and think I must sit down and answer it this evening before post time, it is so nice to feel that the reception of my letters gives happiness to my darling, it makes the writing them a real pleasure to me.
I am so sorry to find the ear-ring is still missing, I cannot help thinking that it may yet be found in the garden, unless it were lost in the railway carriage.
I feel, dearest, with you so near, I must manage somehow to come up in time to spend a few happy hours with you on Saturday, seeing that Mr Mitchell will be at home to take charge in my absence, you may therefore, unless you hear to the contrary on Saturday, expect to see me between 7 & 8 that evening, will you ask Fred to secure me a bed at some neighbouring inn on Saturday afternoon.
How happy I feel in the retrospect of our happy meeting last Sunday and the prospect of our being together again so shortly, I cannot feel quite happy when absent from my own Eugénie though I always feel that her dear love ever attends me like a bright guardian angel.
I wrote to my Mother yesterday telling her of my visit, I sent a message to Charlotte saying that I was much pleased to make the acquaintance of Miss Lyndon, for I feel sure she is a very estimable woman and so cheerful.
I think you must have enjoyed your drive on Monday, ah, darling, how well I remember our drive together June 23rd. By the way to-morrow Aug 23rd is the date of my arrival here eight years ago.
And now, for a little time, good-bye, I care not how soon Saturday comes round, then we can once again, together, re-iterate the sweet pledges of our mutual love, till then a short adieu from your own loving