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Informal letter to your friend abroad by describing about a cultural event in Sri Lanka

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"Windy Poplars,

"Spook's Lane,

"S'side, P. E. I.,

"Monday, September 12th

Dear Ann Bell,

"Isn't that an address! Did you ever hear anything so delicious? Windy Poplars

is the name of my new home and I love it. I also love Spook's Lane, which has

no legal existence. It should be Trent Street but it is never called Trent Street

except on the rare occasions when it is mentioned in the Weekly Courier . . .

and then people look at each other and say, 'Where on earth is that?' Spook's

Lane it is . . . although for what reason I cannot tell you. I have already asked

Rebecca Dew about it, but all she can say is that it has always been Spook's

Lane and there was some old yarn years ago of its being haunted. But she has

never seen anything worse-looking than herself in it.

"However, I mustn't get ahead of my story. You don't know Rebecca Dew yet.

But you will, oh, yes, you will. I foresee that Rebecca Dew will figure largely

in my future correspondence.

"It's dusk, dearest. (In passing, isn't 'dusk' a lovely word? I like it better than

twilight. It sounds so velvety and shadowy and . . . and . . . dusky.) In daylight

I belong to the world . . . in the night to sleep and eternity. But in the dusk I'm

free from both and belong only to myself . . . and you. So I'm going to keep

this hour sacred to writing to you. Though this won’t be a love-letter. I have a

scratchy pen and I can't write love-letters with a scratchy pen . . . or a sharp

pen . . . or a stub pen. So you'll only get that kind of letter from me when I

have exactly the right kind of pen. Meanwhile, I'll tell you about my new

domicile and its inhabitants. Gilbert, they're such dears.

"I came up yesterday to look for a boarding-house. Mrs. Rachel Lynde came

with me, ostensibly to do some shopping but really, I know, to choose a

boarding-house for me. In spite of my Arts course and my B.A., Mrs. Lynde

still thinks I am an inexperienced young thing who must be guided and

directed and overseen.

"We came by train and oh, Gilbert, I had the funniest adventure. You know

I've always been one to whom adventures came unsought. I just seem to attract

them, as it were.

With love,

Åđɫɐ

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