you have nothing else to do to Penelope's Web, the name which most of pussy's presents to her husband should get. It is too bad poor thing to tell her so when she is so anxious to do all in her power. Do not fancy pet that I wish to exact any work from such a fully privileged and freely emancipated little slave as you are. This letter has exceeded the length I intended but I never consider any letter too long for my own Douglas, or any trouble or anxiety on her account too great. I felt parting with you yesterday much more than I expected. Do not be angry if my next letter should be shorter. I may not have time to write. Farewell! Each hour will seem a day to me until I am with pussy again. Ever your own Donald McLean