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St. Stephen's House,
London, S. W. 1.

17th March, 1932.

My own darling

No letter from you this morning! My cold is a little
better. It is only a cold and nothing more.

I had a busy day in the office yesterday. Walter Runciman
dined with us last night and was extraordinarily interesting.

Jock MacEwan is very anxious for you and me to go to
Marchmont at Whitsuntide. You might think this over. It would be
a good rest for you. He says he is having an amusing party.
Whit-Sunday is the 15th May.

Maclean thinks you ought to come to the Goethe luncheon
at the House of Commons next Tuesday. I have to make the speech

You must please yourself about that. Simon has agreed to speak at
the Fishmongers' Hall party in the evening.

Lloyd George made an extraordinary speech yesterday to a
Liberal gathering, in which he insulted everybody comprehensively,
but was kindest to the young Tory members. He up-ed and asked me to
dine with him in the evening. I wonder what on earth he is going
to play at.

I have got an early copy of Caesar, which looks very
handsome.

I suppose you ought to ge t the old man back today from
his travels. It looks as if the Boat Race on Saturday would be a
complete fiasco. I am greatly looking forward to seeing you at
luncheon tomorrow.

Much love.
your
John