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Sept 15th 1896 Darling Marcel, With every carriage in the street I imagine you are returning to me and I shall hear your voice in the hall at any moment. It would seem an age has passed since I held you in my gaze, I long to feel you close and count the moments until we shall be together once more. I know your Father desires you educated and worldly but truely Scotland would seem as though he chose the ends of the earth. I will be thinking of you every moment of every hour, come back to me soon my Darling. Your, Estelle
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