Dear dear Mamy Maggie says the stores have come and been unpacked and only six bars have come instead of six stones of soap. I will try and be good dear Mamy. Miss Aitchison is ill in bed so we have no lessons. I am afraid there is nothing more to say except that Cootel calls tapio-ca o-ca. I send love to Papa and everybody. I am dear dear dear dear Mamy your loving Gertrude