Madam has finally left, after locking up most of the house, except for a few rooms. She is leaving me here as a caretaker, to collect her mail and look after the garden and make the house look lived in, in case of intruders. Finally I can relax a bit and not worry so much over the baby making noise, and I can hang her washing outside instead of drying her nappies on my back. She did leave me a credit with the milkman, as well as the butcher, and enough provisions to make bread. There are plenty of ripe vegetables in the garden and apples on the trees, although I am expected to preserve as much as I can, so her pantry is stocked when she returns. With any luck, by the time that happens I will be long gone.
In the meantime, it’s heaven to be alone with my daughter. She is already learning to walk. I mean to enjoy being alone with her as long as I can, for if my plans work out she will be a young girl before we are reunited in our new Canadian home
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