MARY: D-E-A-R Uncle Archie How are you? I'm fine. Everybody else is too Please come home ARCHIBALD: Home I have no home MARY: Martha says that you're in Paris ARCHIBALD: It's a house, child MARY: Is that very far away? ARCHIBALD: It's just a house MARY: Do they have nice girls and boys there? ARCHIBALD: And I can't get far enough away from it MARY: Please come home MARTHA: Now, just sign it MARY: Should I say that Colin's well now? ARCHIBALD: Streets of Paris, like a maze MARY: Should I say that Doctor Craven... ARCHIBALD: Sleepless nights and aimless days MARTHA: I think that what you have is good Let's get it posted on its way He'll rush home, then you can tell Him all the rest you have to say MARY: Oh, kind sir, Uncle Archie, ARCHIBALD: Can't forget, can't eat I wish that you could see Or sleep, or live When you come in to the garden Please come home ARCHIBALD: Can't forgive MARY: Yours truly? MARTHA: Well, maybe . MARY: Sincerely? MARTHA: How's about... MARY: Your friend, Mary