P.S.--Oh, about number Three, I needn't tell you of number Three, need I? Besides, it was all so confused. It seemed only a moment from his coming into the room till both his arms were round me, and he was kissing me. I am very, very happy, and I don't know what I have done to deserve it. I must only try in the future to show that I am not ungrateful to Providence in all its goodness to me in sending to me such a lover, such a husband, and such a friend.

Dr. Steward's Diary (Kept in phonograph)

25 May. Ebb tide in appetite today. Cannot eat, cannot rest, so diary instead. Since my rebuff of yesterday I have a sort of empty feeling. Nothing in the world seems of sufficient importance to be worth the doing. As I knew that the only cure for this sort of thing was work, I went amongst the patients. I picked out one who has afforded me a study of much interest. He is so quaint that I am determined to understand him as well as I can. Today I seemed to get nearer than ever before to the heart of his mystery.

Vocabulary:

Providence: A divine power or destiny
Phonograph: An old-fashioned recording device
Ebb tide: Something going away, going out
Rebuff: A refusal or rejection
Afford: Old usage meaning 'gives' or 'provides'.
Quaint: Charming in an old-fasioned way.