Oc: 15: '93 Darling / There is no need for / you to say a word to me un- / less it seems some relief to / do so when we meet. I / have an ever growing know- / ledge of the harm that talk / does - and should not have / spoken with anyone about / what had jumped into my / mind. I always have a kind / of jealousy of the joys, & ? / more of the sorrows, of my friends / and don't like chatter about / it. The great thing is, as you / say, that your dear Mother / is getting better - everything / else will soon mend - and so / for gossip - the next thing / that had better not be talked / of will attract everyone, & / they will try who can say / most about it. What grieves / me is not that, but that / you should any of you be / worried. I shall write to / your mother, and try to / interest and perhaps amuse / her. She is so dear that / it is horrid to think of her / being ill. - This year has / been a strange one - so ex- traordinary in external beau- / ty, and so full of trouble. / I have felt a change at work / in myself all through it - I / feel older and calmer and / I love people more - perhaps / that expresses it in one way - / but I feel more out of the story / myself. / If I don't see Pamela / & Madeline before the start / do give them my dear love / and blessing. They will be / interseted, I know! I wish / they had gone while the Kip- / lings were in India (if their / trip includes Lahore) for / he knows so much and is / so glad to welcome people / and shew them things. / Ever your devoted & loving / 'Georgie'