Sunday Belloved Mother. It will be quicker to send a letter by Father than to post it. I can't tell you what it has been like to have him for these two days. He has been more wonderfully dear than words can say, and in such good spirits, looking so well - I can scarcely believe that 3½ years of war have passed over his head since I saw him. And now I want most immensely to see you. The moment I perceive a chance of getting away, even for a day or two, I shall telegraph to you - Father says you would come to London. I can't think how things are going to develop but I'm deep in propaganda and though I don't know that it does much good, I don't feel as if I can neglect the chance of doing something. Father has helped me with the Americans and I'm lunching and dining with them most days this week. Except for the interest of the things which lie in the melting pot, I'm not really liking it much and I should be very glad to get away. But one has got to such a state of tension that I don't believe I could at this moment come quietly home and rest. Father suggests that we should go motoring about the middle of April and be away a month and I've jumped at the idea, both for his sake and for mine. But I must of course see you first and I'll let you know the first second I can get over to London.
Besides the pleasure of being together I think he has been amused. He has the most wonderful power of throwing himself into new things and of meeting all kinds of people on equal terms. We had a very delightful lunch today with Lord Robert and T.E. Lawrence - just we 4. Tonight the Sidney Peels come to dinner and various others. Lord Robert is, I think the salient figure of the Conference and T.E. Lawrence the most picturesque. I spend most of my time with the latter and the former is unfailingly helpful. I value very much, not only from a Mesopotamian point of view, the affectionate intimacy I have with him. But for the moment there's nothing to be done except educate the Americans, who seem to be very willing to accept the information we have to give. All our affairs must be settled between the Allies and won't be tackled until the settlement with our enemies has been reached. But I think that after A.T. Wilson  has arrived and I've put him into touch with my friends, that I can leave matters in his hands, and that's what I propose to do. He comes next week, I hope. General Allenby arrives on Tuesday and Mr Hogarth with him, so that we shall be in force. I can't write or think about anything else but what we're doing with the East - afterwards I wonder what I shall think about. Ever dearest your very loving daughter Gertrude