July 19: 1905 My darling, I never meant / to leave your dear letter of / a month ago (June 19th) / unanswered - in spite of / your telling me to do so. / There was no need to explain / your not having written soon- / er about the Memorials, / for I was sure of your sym- / pathy and did not expect / more from any friend - but / words of understanding are / very welcome to me from / those who knew Edward, / and I am glad you wrote, / my dear. / I had a couple of delightful / hours in Belgrave Square / the week before last, finding / your father & mother and / George alone at lunch, & / getting a glimpse of Pame- / la just as I was going. Such / fragrant memories I brought / away in thankful heart. / Margaret tells me you / are still too thin and / delicate, and your account / of yourself & your "cure" / confirms it - but I do hope / you are recovering in the / fine Summer at Stan- / way. Guy & Minnie / & their three children / came to me the Sunday / they were here, and it was such / a pleasure in spite of the / loss which haunted every min- / ute of the time. I hear / your Cynthia has grown / up sweet and sweet-looking / and should like to see her. / Angela is fifteen now, and / much bigger than Marga- / ret. What a treasure is / memory: at any moment / I can bring you back to / me as the young thing / you were when first you / came to the Grange, and it / is so sweet to think of the / years of faithful love / since then! I was so glad / to see how well George / looked the other day, and / they all seemed so happy to- / gether. - I am just expecting / a visit from Sebastian Evans, / who remains such a good / friend to me and whose / company always invigo- / rates me - he is not amongst / the number of the "Vampire / friends", who do exist, don't they? / This is only a grasp of / your hand, my dear, and / to say I am ever & always / your loving / G. Burne-Jones.