MS Mrs Clare Roels

My dear Christabel
I did not mean to admit another Gosling but an old promise has come up to Beatrice Morshead, Bog Oak’s sister, who like her abides at Wiverton Plympton. She is a very nice girl but I don’t think will prove as brilliant as Bog Oak was. Will you tell Cherry to send her questions – if it be Cherry’s turn. I have had none from her yet, and I can remember nothing about her but that she lives in Kent. She has sent in a stupidish answer about the Ludicrous

Bluebell has come home, but has not reunited herself to me so perhaps she goes out, – it would be a pity as she lives near Beatrice.

I think Good Words has got into bondage to crack authors with made names, – I would get out of it if I were you.

It is is such a indescribable feeling about that Martyrdom, between glory and pain, it has seemed never to be off ones mind all this month[[footnote:]]

yours affectionately
C M Yonge

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