Dear Mrs. Lovett
We are delighted to have your telegram this morning. I can't tell you how much we have missed you, nor how great a pleasure it was to me to have this tour with my three companions. It was too nice to have you join us after Dublin --
Florence Jennison spent twenty-four hours with us and we sped her yesterday for Dublin, Holyhead and London. Achill seemed to me quite thrilling, darker, sadder, and wilder than anything we've seen. [page 2] J. A. did not like it at all and was relieved to return to the comparative gaiety of Mallaranny.
The knitting works were rather a disappointment. We bought a horrid little present for Nancy Jane, a coat and hat which might be picked up in Fields' basement -- cotton and wool at that, and equally horrid junipers and kilts for the Little Bulls. The lady in charge had known Norah Hamilton in the [Aran] islands.
It has positively seering all day yesterday, almost hot even for me! There are gleams of sunshine [page 3] today. We've walked out across a long, grassy causeway and over down to the sea, and have read our noblest works of literature while perched on rocks or sitting on the garden benches. J. A. seems very chipper and sends no end of love to you. We both feel like unprotected, helpless orphans without you.
Guided by your example I am trying to be quite kind and gentle but I feel the strain. It was a great treat to have you being "good" for everybody and I had a grand time sulking in my tent or [page 4] annihilating the [countryside].Our best greetings to Mr. Lovett and our love to you, again.
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