Dart’s happy to hear how well Dot’s doing with her driving. He’s also glad she’ll be sharing the driving in the family. Since a car is a necessity, he thinks they’ll have to get one after they’re married and have inherited their fortune. “But let’s not count on a rich uncle. Be on the lookout for a Model T.”
What’s this? He offers a broad hint in the paragraph about his parents visiting Greenwich. He says he’ll work on them to make the trip over Labor Day, and he thinks he’d have better luck if he could offer himself as bait. “And maybe I can offer myself as bait!”
“I’ve been wondering if there was anyone older than three or four who could tear around and exhaust your supply of exuberant energy. Now I know: those cousins of yours are the ones.
Changing the subject, he says he’s glad her parents feel she’s lucky to have found a man like him. He’s hoping to have a letter from them soon, and he hopes it says what he wants about them announcing their engagement.
He’d offer to help her write her life story – the one she needs for her application to Kent – but of course it would be best if her life story were written in her words.
He tells her it’s getting too dark for love-making by letter, and it’s not dark enough for the real thing. My, my! He’s getting mighty randy as he anticipates an official engagement!
Dot spends much of this short letter imploring Dart to write a quick note to Gordon as part of the Chamberlain campaign to keep his spirits up during his recovery. They’ve received a couple of cards and letters from Gordon (written by buddies) that explain the extent of his injuries. Now that the danger has passed, he tells them that the doctor feared he would permanently lose the use of his arm. As it is, he must lie flat on his back for several weeks. Dart knows from personal experience how tedious that can be.
She tells Dart that the family plans to celebrate her birthday tomorrow at Playland, if the weather is good. “We’re going to take a picnic supper and then get sick on the dare-devil rollercoaster.”
She feels terribly old when she thinks about being 19, but she also recalls how young she felt when she had to tell the then 19-year old Dart that she was just 17 at the time. “I guess we’re never satisfied, ‘cept I was very satisfied with you, and I still am, and the prophecy is that it’s going to continue ad infinitum.”