Then she said that the paper stained everything it touched,
that she had found yellow smooches on all my clothes and John's,
and she wished we would be more careful!

Did not that sound innocent? But I know she was studying
that pattern, and I am determined that nobody shall find it out
but myself!


Life is very much more exciting now than it used to be. You
see I have something more to expect, to look forward to, to
watch. I really do eat better, and am more quiet than I was.

John is so pleased to see me improve! He laughed a little
the other day, and said I seemed to be flourishing in spite of my
wall-paper.

I turned it off with a laugh. I had no intention of telling
him it was BECAUSE of the wall-paper--he would make fun of me.
He might even want to take me away.

I don't want to leave now until I have found it out. There
is a week more, and I think that will be enough.


I'm feeling ever so much better! I don't sleep much at
night, for it is so interesting to watch developments; but I
sleep a good deal in the daytime.

In the daytime it is tiresome and perplexing.