July 3. 95 Sloane Street. Dearest Mother. Today, soon after breakfast Caroline appeared, on her way home from riding, to ask me to sit to her this morning. So I went about 11 and stayed with her till past 1, but not to lunch. It was nice and soothing to have a long talk with her again. I told her how depressed I felt by your having gone away and she sympathised with me very nicely. This afternoon I forced myself into a bank and cashed a cheque in the teeth of a protesting clerk who said feebly it must have the signature of someone they knew besides mine! Then I paid a lot of bills - wasn't that a proud moment! Then I went to a College Concert at Harley St. I arrived late and left early, heard Nellie sing, talked to Miss Croudace, and came away having had quite enough of it.
The little Beresfords have been here all the afternoon playing with the little girls; they seem to have had a delightful time. Molly's cold is much better; they are both very brisk in this cool weather. Sophia and Auntie Bessie are going to see the Shah arrive at Cadogan House where he dines tonight. It's a perfect mania! Sophie has stood in two crowds already and seen him twice. She admits he's not at all interesting.

How scathing the reviews of Phyllis were! I wonder how poor Mrs. Bennett feels. Your very affectionate daughter Gertrude.

I must tell you an absurd story. Minnie Hope was sitting with an Oxford man. Presently he grasped her hand and said "do [you] see that young lady in a blue jacket." "Yes said Minnie, lying low. "Well" said he in an awestruck voice "she took a first in History!!"