[19 April 1918] Ap 19 Darling Father. I'm suddenly told that the post leaves in an hour. I began a long letter to you last night in answer to 4 weeks' letters from you and Mother, but it is in my house and I haven't time to go and get it. So this line must go as a greeting to you.
I've telegraphed about plans. My wire crossed one from you saying you agreed to my plans of Jan 31 but I don't remember what those were. Anyhow it seems quite impossible to make plans at this moment when Heaven knows the next fortnight may decide the war - against us. I couldn't say all this in the telegram, but I feel I must cling on here while the thing is in the balance, if only to help to comfort my friends here. It's a prospect one can't bear to think of. I'm very very well, better than I've been for a year, and I shall take no harm. Don't be anxious about me, bless you!

I shall presently, I expect, get another telegram from you after you've seen Sir P. [Percy Cox] Though you can't decide anything more than I can while the battle continues.

Dearest Belloved Parents - it's a worse anxiety for you at home because it's nearer, and we at least can busy ourselves with work that doesn't concern the battle in France. Our hospital must be open again and I fear Mother hasn't had much rest. I've a delightful letter from Maurice which I'll answer next week. Ever your very affectionate daughter Gertrude