December 11, 1908 Kitebrook
My dearest Robin,
I hope this letter will arrive about Christmas time, so I will start by wishing you all the good wishes of the season and may you have a very happy Christmas, though I shall be very jealous of some unknown something or someone if you don’t tell me next year that you are having an even happier one!
I am afraid this letter will not get much beyond my good wishes, as if I miss this post I am sure it won’t arrive by Christmas and it is nearly post time now. I began this this morning but there have been so many interruptions all day and now Auntie has just had a telegram saying Grandfather is much worse and asking her to go tomorrow, so I have been looking up trains etc. for her.
I have got quite a lot of things to say too, but perhaps tomorrow I may have more time to say them.
I sent off yesterday a small remembrance of the festive season which will I hope arrive about the proper time and help to remind you of me from now till next May. It seems a long way off. I wanted to have a look at you before that, but I suppose that tiresome farm won’t spare you any sooner. Forgive this tiny letter, and look out for the next instalment soon.
With my best love and again all good wishes,