““I don’t understand writing letters very well,” Christie explained. “This is the first one I ever wrote, and I kept forgetting it was a letter and thought I was talking with him. He talked to me a good deal on the cars, and seemed to want to know about the children and everything.” “Of course he did,” Mr. Keith said, and then he added something over which Christie pondered curiously for many a day. “See here, Christie, if I were you, I would not try to learn how to write letters, I would just keep on talking to people when I wrote to them; I think it is the best way for you.””
