There's a warm centre of home in Lakelands.

But I know my Nataly: she is thinking of our girl.

Here is the plan: we stand our ground: my dear soul won't forsake me only there's the thought of Fredi, in the event...

improbable enough.

I lift Fredi out of the atmosphere awhile; she goes to my cousins the Duvidney ladies.' Nataly was hit by a shot.