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WALLINGTON,
CAMBO,
MORPETH.

Aug. 23. 1925

Dear John

Just a line to say that
after Mary had read John
Macnab to herself with
great pleasure, Janet
read it aloud to Humphry
and me on our holiday
in Normandy, and we
liked it immensely, better
than any of its recent
companions which have cheered
our summer holidays
year after year. Once we
came on Benjie we knew it
would be all right and it
was.