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Commercial Bank of Scotland Limited
Peebles, Oct: 13 1910
My darling little Susie
My wire would tell you that Mother had a good night. She has been rather sickly today & very depressed, but she has managed to eat most of her food. The only thing that cheers her is the Ladykin to whom she tells fairy tales in a broken voice. Poor wee body, she is having a desperately hard time. Hitherto she has had one bad & one good night alternating. If she could only get two or three good
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nights running! Wilson the doctor is a complete idiot. He knows nothing & thinks he makes up for his ignorance by being very depressing. I can't yet see when I am to get away or what to do about the Ladykin. At first it would undoubtedly distress Mother very much if either of us left.
I am wondering how you are, my little mouflée, & how you are getting on. I have paid my telephone arrears, so the service will be resumed again. The insolent brutes cut us off. I hope Bryanston St is getting to rights again. I long for
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a letter from you, for I lead a depressing life just now, & so do Nan & Walter & the rest. It was an eerie business sleeping in Woodlands last night. It was a howling night of wind, & when we got up to the house it sounded as if it was full of people. Doors were banging inside & blinds rattling. I went over it all with a candle to see if anybody had got in; then I was up at 6 this morning & had an icy bath in pitch darkness. Walter & I played a round of golf this
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afternoon. The Ladykin is a perfect angel. Nan has made her a little kilt, in which she swaggers about. She was talking to herself this afternoon & I asked her what she was saying. She said, "I was only saying Darling little Mummy."
Much love, my own Susie
Your ever [affectionate?]
John
Love from Ladykin
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