Jane’s letter to Lisbon (this is my best shot at reading it):
(I can’t make out anything in the first paragraph, so this is the 2nd and 3rd paragraphs)
"I’ve found a tailor, Chip. A real bespoke kind (?) of thing to(?) explain what I want, he doesn’t agree and then he does it anyway. Despite his sometimes poor taste, his work is excellent. I think you might be surprised at the look. Maybe one day you’ll get to see it. Let’s just say, I’ve gone native.
I’ve been meaning to apologize for leaving you on the beach that night. You being absent is the one thing that makes this new chapter strange and sad.
- U no hoo”