“If you wish it delivered, madam, you would have to give it to me.”
Magda looks at the expectant hand extended towards her. She hesitates still, she suspects some cruel trickery, but it is too late now. The Captain might burn or throw away her letter, or worse, read it. He had not allowed her much time, and her writing is sluggish and laborious; it is possible that she has let something slip, something that would anger him and provoke his revenge. She clutches at the letter, she would rather not have it delivered at all.
But the Captain is waiting, and she can see his patience wearing thin. She hands over the folded piece of paper without looking up at him, her face burning with shame and guilt even though she has done nothing to wrong him.
“Well then.” The man shoves her letter into the depths of his coat and Magda sighs with relief. Whatever he means to do, he does not mean to do it now.
Her son is picked up into an embrace, but to Magda’s satisfaction the child lets go easily this time. There are no tears of separation, no demands or begging. It is a relief, even though she knows Newton would be running off to the woods as soon as the Captain turns his back; at least he won’t be taken away from her again.
“Bring me some magic from Mr Lascelles!” Newton demands and Merivel laughs in response. He does not refuse, but promises nothing either.
“Behave yourselves now. And do not enter into arguments with anyone; I’d rather the house is not burned to the ground when I return.”
Gracious Lady,
The Captain has generously offered to bring my letter to you.
I am writing to tell you that all is well. It is still very cold but I can feel change in the air. I very much hope I would see the green come soon, there was no such desolation back home.
We have two dogs now. They are so very small, but the Captain says they will grow big and ferocious and this saddens me. But maybe it is for the best, for there are wild beasts in the woods. I could not bear it should something happen to them, and my Newton loves them so very much.
I miss your company and I wish you could come visit us again. Maybe if I am good the Captain would allow it. He is not an unreasonable man.
Yours affectionately,
Magda