Berlin, Tuesday, June 30th, 1914
Darling mother,
How splendid that you’re going to Switzerland next month with the Cunliffes. I do think it is glorious, and it will make you so strong for the winter. And think how much nearer you’ll be to me! I always suspected Mrs. Cunliffe of being secretly an angel, and now I know it. Your letter has just come and I simply had to tell you how glad I am.
Chris.
This isn’t a letter, it’s a cry of joy.