One to Speak & One to Hear - Claire Russell - Bog

"My love, you bring me joy."As these words penetrate my consciousness I am almost overcome with shock. I strain to hear more, but there is nothing. It is Henry, I know, Henry speaking to me. The following day there is this: "You bring me joy. Don't ever leave me." It is Henry Thoreau, recognizing me as the woman who had been Ellen Sewall.