Jan : 5 : /85 My darling, / I have cher- / ished this bird ever since / before Christmas, and / now I feel you must / have it, because it is / purely Spression. / Often I picture me / sitting by you and with / a warm little bundle / in my lap - I wish I / could come! If I ? / can I shall love to / run down for an hour, but / I can't. Fate thought / I was at Wilbury and / came and gave Edward / one of those little ill- / nesses he always has / when I'm away - I had / to put him to bed at / 2 o' clock on Friday af- / ternoon, and he has only / just escaped a quinsy. / But he is up, and I / hope will be down to- / morrow. / Dearest Mary, I / and you will feel ready / to crunch it to bits / with love. / Ever, my darling, / Your loving / "Aunt" Georgie