6 Pembroke Gardens. W.8 / June 22. 1917 Dear one, to find my "hankey" and to send it to me! How lucky / I was to drop it, because it won your note for me. I / did like your being there on Friday - though at all gather- / ings of the younger generations I begin to feel ghostlike / & transparent - as if any of you might look through me. / I was so glad to see your beloved "Bibs" again - you / told me how sweet and helpful she was to your heart, / and I love her for that as well as for being your child, / and finally, for looking loveable! - and now you / have told me she feels affectionately towards me I / shall be able to let out my heart toward to her & think / of her with you. I am so glad you told me. / It is a joy to me that you & Graham loved each / other, and to think of him & your Cynthia's John play- / ing together. - Yes, the overthrow of life we thought so / lovely is a deep sorrow. If he can, as you say "win / through" & find himself again, no pain for any of us is / wasted - but the end of that stage had come, and nothing / seems to me so pressing as the care of the children. Your / own brave bearing of your different burden will not be / without its strengthening help to those who know you, darling. / Thank God, you have not had to add to the loss of your / beloved ones the loss of the best & highest in them. - / I love to think of Angela resting for a little under your / roof before she takes up her pilgrimage again. / Your devoted / G.B-J.
