Friday, 24 February 2012

Part 2

So.. still all terribly sociable. Artie doesn’t seem so well, and there is a new name ‘Bell’.

…………………. Mrs Jeffrey came over & enquired after you. Oh! & Mrs Robins came over tonight in consequence of what I said to Bell & said how sorry she was to have appeared rude or unkind.
Dr. Marmion came yesterday but as Artie was asleep would not have him disturbed. He said eczema should be kept as dry as possible, no water at all when the ‘weeping’ produced scab, that should be moistened with sweet ril until the scab could be gently lifted off with a piece of white paper, i.e. an envelope. I told him the ear seemed to be progressing most favourably & that if I required him I would send for him; at the same time I asked him to rate the medicine as if I found the boy wanted a tonic I should send for some His ear is nearly well all the puffy skin is worn off, the only sign of there having been anything, being a very slight redness of the skin. At present he is developing no more. He does not eat quite so well as when you were here & when the cab had driven away on Monday he sobbed & cried till I didn’t know what to do with him. He is now in bed & his message is “that he is going to write a letter to you by the first post in the morning”.
By the way, dear, did you take your dirty nightshirt? I cant find it anywhere. Perhaps the table spoon is wrong – I have not that time to examine. Have you heard from your mother yet? I feel anxious to know where to spend Bank Holiday. I hate the excitement brought on by having tidings of you at last, has not made her ill. She is very old you know. I feel that you ought to go to her quickly.
I have remembered what you told me when you left – though there is no sign of anything wrong. I should imagine that owing to the frequent rubbings & strokings previously inflicted upon the organ in question by myself, all calculates to harm, had been cleaned off. My dear Duck I wish you were here now. With very much live, believe me your loving Geo

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