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departure soon after it took place I loved you so closely that it seemed a positive crime to me that you should be in love so young, in love & giving up the beautiful work you had shown so much talent in. I liked Robert, I always had thought him a nice boy, but that he should win Nancy Brush [[strikethrough]] w [[/strikethrough]] was terrible. She was too many times his superior, mentally no matter how sweet he might be. Why had I been wholly forgotten and not allowed to know of the new life looming up on the horizon & the perfect happiness of Love? No Doubtless others knew, but I, alone in a cold sanitarium struggling to regain 

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a long-lost health, & even so with [[strikethrough]] litll [[/strikethrough]] little or nothing to look forward - having no talent few friends & little or no likelihood of ever finding Love - must know of about the greatest occurrences in one dearly beloved [[strikethrough]] by [[/strikethrough]] through an other, a mutual friend, 'tis true, but still not the One.

In my last letter to you, Nancy, I had not yet received Barry's letter, I was only hurt at your long silences. Those (but not the fact of my having had no information from you) are now easily understandable.

Nancy, what I have written in describing my feelings when I first got Barry's letter, must not hurt you. Perhaps I shouldn't have been so frank & left what I felt unsaid, but it seemed as though