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Rounton Grange Northallerton Monday. Dearest Mother. I meant to write to you yesterday but I was so busy with one thing and another that I forgot. The house is of course in a turmoil - everything on its head and the electricians (today) cheerfully in and out of our bedrooms at all moments - still it is perfectly delicious and I can't get over the pleasure of having this lovely place to walk about in. The garden is a mass of azaleas and rhododendrons - one feels it is wicked to leave it, but there is the consolation of knowing that they would not allow us to be here while they do the water tank. As far as I can make out from Hanagan that, at any rate, will be finished in 4 weeks so that unless Father has something disastrous up his sleeve there does not seem to be any valid reason why the Lascelles party should not come here on the 22nd. I've hinted to Father that we don't want to have them at Mt Grace. I went over to tea at Arncliff yesterday and the good old Kirbys came in, so enchanted with Mt Grace and so grateful for having it. It was really delightful to see them so happy and pleased. I'm just going to the station to meet Father and to take him, if he'll come, to tea in Arncliff woods where all the others are going. It's heavenly weather but we rather wish it wd rain, the garden wants watering so much. Love to Amy. I hope you are well. Ever your affectionate daughter Gertrude
Can you tell me on a p.c. Mr Brewster's Christian name? I must write to him about the Strong subscription.