It’s 28 days until the wedding! That’s four weeks from tonight. Dart has been noodling over a massive work sheet that goes all the way up to his intended departure from Cleveland on June 11. That’s just 18 days from now. He’s getting very excited, first about seeing Dot again, and second, about getting married at last.

The plan of work is filling in quickly, especially next Thursday. It’s probably a very good idea for him to have a written, visual chart to keep him on track.

He remembers promising Dot that he would not buy her an extra wedding present beyond her wedding ring. Now it strikes him that he failed to extract the same promise from her. He tells her that if she goes ahead and buys him a gift after they’ve agreed not to, he’ll be very upset and feel foolish. He asks for her word on the subject.

No haggling was required at Higbees to get the trousers right. They admitted the error at once and have set about hemming the right pair of pants for him now. When he goes back to pick them up, he’ll wear the coordinating sport coat and try to pick up a pair in another color that goes with the coat.

“It’s now 2:30 AM, so I’ll hit the hay and dream. Of you, of course. Won’t be long, honey, till it can be with you! Oh, Dottie, I’m happy. I just want to grab you and cuddle to our hearts’ content.”