July 19th, 1888
Fletcher,
Well, it's a relief. At least I know he's still very much himself in some respects. I'm not too worried about him. This is akin to what he does and we used to do together when I was his apprentice.
Oh, my goodness, she seems rather enthusiastic. I hope I don't disappoint too much in that respect. I've never thought of having a wedding or anything of the sort. I'm not exactly the most feminine of creatures after all. It's hard to picture myself in a fancy dress and all the frill of it.
Affectionately,
Eavan
Eavan
