What an excellent beginning for a novel. Helen visits the Wilcox family at Howards end, from where she´s writing letters to her sister Margaret.
One may as well begin with Helen´s letters to her sisters.
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Dearest, Dearest Meg,
I do not know what you will say; Paul and I are in love - the younger son who only came here Wednesday.
Margaret glanced at her sister´s note and pushed it over the breakfast-table to her aunt. There was a moment´s hush, and then the floodgates opened.
"I can tell you nothing, Aunt Juley. I know no more than you do. We met - we only met the father and mother - abroad last spring. I know so little that I didn´t even know their son´s name. It´s all so -" She waved her hand and laughed a little.
"In that case it´s far to sudden."
"Who knows, Aunt Juley, who knows?"
"But, Margaret dear, I mean, we mustn´t be unpractical now that we´ve come to facts. It is too sudden, surely."
"Who knows !"
"But, Margaret dear -"
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