Page 3: Fitzwilliam are quite rightly busy with their dear twins, leaving me only my aunt and the occasional visit from the Bingleys for company. Caroline asks after you, as is her way, and sends her regards for a safe journey home from your aunt in Bath. She mourns your absence almost as deeply as I do. I say “almost” with purpose. I hope by this point you are alone, and reading this letter away from prying eyes. Please forgive my commands for your swift return, as I know you are needed where you are. Know that you are needed here as well by one who loves you as fervently as any other on earth. When I feel I can no longer bear another day without a visit from your searching eyes, I open a volume