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2.

Your mother's letter & Joan's also arrived on Monday &
they were very sweet. It was very good of them to write.
Obviously, they were intended to arrive before any of
yours & to be advance news about you & Max.
They both paid tribute to your courage & guts & cheerfulness
in the face of difficulties & troubles. And I know they
are perfectly right, my darling. There must be very few,
if any more, people like you. With all the tragedy
behind you, & realizing everything so very well, as you did-
having no decent place to live, & very few reasonable people
to be with or to talk to. You are wonderful darling,
& I admire you beyond all words. You have a wonderful
mixture of courage & character & good sense & a really
perfect & unrivalled sense of humour. Joan & your mother
can only half realise the absolute truth of what they
say. I only hope before I realise it fully & understand.
I sent you a sem-frantic Airgraph this morning,
because you had said in your letter that in spite of
Noss Mayo being a perfect little place, you did not
know how long you would be able to stick it &
in any case the thought of the winter was none
too cheering: & that, very sweetly, you could not
settle anywhere without me. I know it is easy
enough for me to talk, but, I do think you should
try & carry on there, unless there is something
very definite against it. It is such a business
moving about & hoping to find another house. And
you would not be happy or at ease for long
staying with Nicolette etc. You know & you