They were
now writing love-letters to each other and enjoying a separation
that was almost voluptuous. She found in the epistolatory treatment
of her surrender to him and to the natural fate of women, a
delightful exercise for her very considerable powers of expression.
Life pointed now wonderfully to the great time ahead when there
would be a Cheetah cub in the world, and meanwhile the Cheetah loped
about the wild world upon a mighty quest. In such terms she put it.
Such foolishness written in her invincibly square and youthful hand
went daily from London to Russia, and stacked up against his return
in the porter's office at the Cosmopolis Bazaar or pursued him down
through the jarring disorders of south-west Russia, or waited for
him at ill-chosen post-offices that deflected his journeyings
wastefully or in several instances went altogether astray. Perhaps
they supplied self-educating young strikers in the postal service
with useful exercises in the deciphering of manuscript English. He
wrote back five hundred different ways of saying that he loved her
extravagantly.
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