My dear Mary I am glad you have been keeping the wedding day with Charlotte. I am afraid that the hotel must spoil sitting out of doors except in front of the house. I am writing now in the garden while Blanche Webber, who is here to recover from the remains of the influenza is lying down in her own room. She had it at Easter and does not quite get over the remains, ... continue reading

My dear Christabel

Such a letter as yours is hard to answer usefully, though so far as sympathy goes I know it exactly, how distressing and humiliating it is too feel ones creatures go so far beyond one in goodness that they only condemn one to oneself, while other people take them for tokens of ones goodness and then the being religious intellectually rather than spiritually and the way in which unhappiness aggravates one’s temper, and ... continue reading