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Angel,
Are you still dizzy? It must be horrible locked up with the San. with only Catherine for company with nobody to come to see you, and everybody in so much trouble. I'm terrible without you, dear thing - I lose my temper a dozen times a day, and Irene threatens to pop and bubble over like a shaken bottle of ginger-beer every half-hour and everybody being hate I actually threatened to hit her, almost, Clar, only she's saying the silliest things I can't stand myself
I wasn't magnificent at all, dear. I should have pushed Adric out the window, the ass It was Mary-Lou who was wonderful - she was shaking all the way on Thunder, though I swear I tried to make our wild gallop smooth. Oh, and Georgie's looking after Thunder and Merrylegs especially for us. She's a good kid.
It's awful It's not that horrid, old girl. Just a bit chilly! You know I can't breathe a word of it to anybody, despite everyone demanding details. Daphne doesn't know anything or she'd spill it right away, the little goose. Even if she did, I couldn't say a thing - I don't know that Gwendoline-Mary wouldn't get it in her head to sneak to Grayling, or Moira, being all sanctimonious! Only, darling, I can't find my letters from B You-Know-Who, and I swear I put them in my drawer, but I'm not so scatterbrained as to put them somewhere and forget them. Do you have them? I was going to burn them, but now I can't find them at all, and I'm terrified worried.
I miss you. If I could have you here right by me I could bear it all smile about it. Right now I'm just having one of Moira's pressure headaches
XXXXXXX
Bill
P.S - Stay in bed. Don't you dare stir until you're all better again. Won't you get Matron to look at the red spots at the back of your arms, that I saw? It would be horrid if you got the measles.