2110-5-1-22

35, Paternoster Row, E. C. 4.

16th December, 1927.

My own darling

I got your letter last night. I do hope the "home front" is clearer now.

The debate last night was a tragedy. It was so grossly mismanaged. Though hoarse as a crow, I did my best to pull it round at nine o'clock, but it was too late. I have never seen anything so tragic as the old Archbishop tottering away from the gallery. I will tell you all about it tomorrow.

My cold is much better. Tell Webb I shall arrive at 11.8 a. m.

Much love. John