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St. Stephen's House,
London, S. W. 1.
lst October, 1931.
My own darling,
I have just got your letter. I would like you to write
to St. Stephen's Club and not to St. Stephen's House. Then I can
read your letter at breakfast .
I am sorry about the water, but I think we shall soon
have some wind. I wrote strongly to Tommie; but I think a wire
from you, as the sufferer on the spot, might melt his heart.
You will see that my poor little Orpen is dead. It is
a terrible tragedy. I do hope the picture has been sent off to
Peebles, for otherwise it may get mixed up with his effects.*
Things are going better. An election, I think, is now
certain. I only hope we get shut of Samuel, who is making himself
impossible. The House is a very queer hive of gossip. I spend
my time trying to screw S.B. up to an interview with Oman, and in
trying to find a seat for the P.M. I think the New English Univ-
ersities would be the best way, and put out Miss Rathbone.
I dined with John Astor last nigh. There was a Labour
dinner party next door, which included Jimmie Maxton and a funny
mousy little woman, who was afterwards brought up and introduced
to me as Miss Ethel Mannin.
I am very well. I am writing a line to Julian on his
retirement. I think you ought to do the same. Expect me by the
4.45 tomorrow.
[ST:* Now in Alastair Buchan's possession]
Much love
from
John
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https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Orpen
The picture was Orpen's just-finished portrait of JB's brother Alastair, who died in the War.
https://www.britishnewspaperarchive.co.uk/viewer/bl/0000540/19311024/069/0011