CLERVAL then put the following letter into my hands. "To V. FRANKENSTEIN. "MY DEAR COUSIN, "I cannot describe to you the uneasiness we have all felt concerning your health. We cannot help imagining that your friend Clerval conceals the extent of your disorder: for it is now several months since we have seen your hand-writing; and all this time you have been obliged to dictate your letters to Henry. Surely, Victor, you must have been exceedingly ill; and this makes us all very wretched, as much so nearly as after the death of your dear mother. My uncle was almost persuaded that you were indeed dangerously ill, and could hardly be restrained from undertaking a journey to Ingolstadt. Clerval always writes that you are getting better; I eagerly hope that you will
“I have written myself into good spirits, dear cousin; yet I cannot conclude without again anxiously inquiring concerning your health” she got so into spilling tea she completely forgot about Frankenstein being sick till she was closing out her email. Too relatable 😆
frankenstein is horrendously failing the 'not being gay for clerval' challenge :/
“I have written myself into good spirits, dear cousin; yet I cannot conclude without again anxiously inquiring concerning your health” she got so into spilling tea she completely forgot about Frankenstein being sick till she was closing out her email. Too relatable 😆