Herbie Dearest:
Thanks for your lovely letter. It really was a short, but I did enjoy reading it. I really don't detest mushy letters, dear, but you're not use to writing them to me. Work went O.K. I'll just have to get use to it, that's all. My hand is tired from writing at work, but its neven too tired to write to you, sweet. Tell your room mate that I sympathize with him. We really must feel bad if he sheds tears.

After three years, its a shame and nothing else. As for you feeling devilish, that nothing new. I'm glad you didn't have me too devilish. You do, too much when we're together, so it is. You're all wring and you know I wouldn't play devilish (as you said) with you, honey. Oh! I shouldn't have saud honey; it might make you think of someone else. Perhaps you think of her too much anyway. Don't you ????

You had to close because you were running out of words. You always do at the most important times. You'll probably hear from Jos, before the week is out. If not you'll see him over the weekend. I hope everything will go all right at Bond rehearsal Thursday night. Think of me when you go home to bed. You know dear, I just too time out to eat so I feel better now.

Gee, sweet, I'm trying very hard to make this letter long and interesting but I really don't know what else to say, honestly. From the time you read this scribbling I'll be counting the hours till we meet on Friday night. (if we do) Although you're with me every hour, its still too long till we meet.

P.S. You forgot to tell me one important thing in your letter or maybe you wanted to forget