Tuesday. 95 Sloane Street. Dearest Mother. I have just returned from my most agreeable visit to Broadway. I have made great friends with the Millets this time and have asked her to come and see us here. She is such a nice woman and so pretty. The carriage shall meet you on Thursday - I shall not, I'm afraid, for I am going to tea with Mrs Murray. I propose going to hear Yvette on Friday evening with Mrs Napier and the Tyrrells; would you mind it if I asked them to dine here, or shall I let things develop themselves? It would be very nice if we might all dine here. Perhaps you would send me a telegram in the morning? Mrs Wellesley is coming to tea with me, so I am writing to you now in case I should be kept too late for the next post. I'm now going to see Denise and I shall tell her to send you patterns of crêpe de chine that you may find them when you arrive.
Will you bring up the flowers with you when you come? There will be heaps of time to arrange them. Ever your affectionate daughter Gertrude