25 June, 1888
Febs,I could hear the sarcasm; I suppose it's you who wouldn't hear the sarcasm in mine. I can't imagine what other unkind names you could come up with to describe me. You must have exhausted your dictionary by now.
You want to get a job? I think the library would be nice—you'd have a reason to be in London on the regular. I don't live too far from there, actually.
Yours,
E.
— set by MJ! —