Excerpt from Love Letters of a Musician I don't know just how to tell you what I feel to-night, for 1 am little more than a boy and pretty badly confused, even for me. Your letter is all kindness and I can't tell you how much I appreciate it, though I cannot see what you have done that should make you ask me to forgive you. 1 have known for a long time how much I cared for you, but I thought I could manage to keep it to myself. I knew that to tell you would be but to hurt you - and you know I would not willingly do that. You are not to blame if I care for you, nor am I, perhaps - but that unmerciful thing that people call Fate or Providence or God. And if there is a little of the bitter in it, there is much more that is sweet and good and bean tiful - like you. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.