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3, TEMPLE GARDENS, TEMPLE.
July: 18: 05
My dearest Mother
Many thanks to the Mhor for his cheerful letter & to you for your gloomy letter. But don't write another like that, please. It annoys me, & does no good to yourself. So behave like a sensible body, & try to get well again. I am horribly afraid of your relapsing into the state you were in 18 months ago, and if you do it will be your own fault.
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I really hoped you had got a sufficient scare then. But I will say no more on the subject.
I hope Anna will have a pleasant time at St Abbs. I will write to her today. Tell her to get whatever house she thinks best. I hope too that the week at Peebles will do my Father good, and prevent him from being a museum of strange complaints.
I went down for the week end
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to Sir Frederic Lugards, the High Commissioner of W. Africa. After the breathless, airless heat of London the top of a pine-clad Surrey hill was very pleasant. The Alfred Lytelltons were there & the Scarboroughs.
Yesterday I was very busy, & in the evening I went to dine at Ranelagh, & then for a few minutes to the Wellingtons' ball, where the King was present. Happily the old season is getting very near its end now.