Dart forgot to put his “please awaken” sign on his bedroom when he finally went to bed last night, so he slept through church this morning. The extra sleep didn’t improve his mental capacity much because he messed up when he tried to repair the vacuum cleaner. He was hoping to replace the cord of the ancient machine, but the heavy-duty rubberized cord he bought was too big to fit through the holes in the vacuum casing, so he ended up worse than he started. He asks Dot if she knew she was getting such a stooge for a husband.

He’s still wondering how long she’ll be in the hospital. He guesses they don’t keep patients as long as they used to, but he hopes they don’t rush her out of there before she’s ready. Still, he’ll address this letter to her home, in case she’s there by the time it arrives.

He warns her that she’s probably in for some brief letters from him in the coming days, but he’ll try to answer hers as soon as they come in.

“Do you have any idea how much I miss you, my darling? Every minute of the day, it seems, I think of you in some way. All my friends know you, or, at least they know of you. I love you very much.”