June 23. 95 Sloane Street. Dearest Father mine. Your opera hat has come back, you will be glad to hear. I'm glad you enjoyed yourself at the Vicars' - and glader [sic] still that it wasn't me! (That's not grammar, but "I" sounds so priggish) I don't like such noisy ladies even when they have good hearts.
My dinner at the W.G.'s was rather nice. I sat by a very amusing person, a son of Arthur Hugh Clough's, - a very philosophical person with a great many theories, rather quiet, but responsive. We talked all through dinner about happiness and life generally and people and other nice things, I liked him very much.

The Arnold Fosters were there too, she, such a pretty charming person and he - oh how I dislike him! He was introduced to me after dinner and we discussed the east and the political future of the Anglo Saxon race and I hated everything he said and above all hated him for being so clever and knowing such a great deal. Miss Kitty Molington was there but I did not talk to her much. I met her afterwards at the Knutsfords, but I don't think she particularly wants to know me and though I feel that she might perhaps be nice, I don't feel energy enough to try and know her.

On Saturday I went to Windsor with the Russells - they are nice people, don't you think so. It was a very hot day and we lounged about and looked at the Castle. Hubert Howard was lunching at Audley Square - he has blossomed out into a fashionable young man, dresses well, goes to parties and dances and generally is a great surprise to his family - isn't it funny. I thought him a delightful boy, he told me about Oxford and was rather amusing about the doings of a band of Cumbrian farmers who are staying at Palace Green and being taken about by Lady Carlisle. It sounds rather a good plan - but I shouldn't like if I were they! They were taken amongst other things to see Carlyle's house and not one of them had any idea who he was - they thought he was the late Lord Carlisle! Hubert said their remarks were most amusing - they did not like Macbeth much and were not in the least horrified by it, but they enjoyed the Yeomen of the Guard.

Lady Knutsford's party was dull - too many people and no time to talk to them, we only stayed half an hour.

This afternoon Mother and I drove about visiting. We called on the Pattinsons and found Grandpapa there, then on the Julian Marshalls whom I liked - but they have three such dull daughters, then on the Hunts and on other people who were out.

I am going to stay with the Russells at the Ridgeway from the 6th to the 8th, it will be pleasant I expect.

This is a very disjointed letter because the little girls are bustling about, but it will give you a bird's eye view of our doings. Ever your very affectionate daughter Gertrude.