And Vincy was there, and darling Vincy told me you'd written him a letter saying you weren't so very happy.

And oh, Aylmer, I don't see the point of your waiting till September to come back.

Why don't you come _now_?
'We're going away for Archie's holidays.

Come back and see us and take Freddie with us somewhere in England.

You told me to ask you when I wanted you--ask you anything I wanted.