20th April, 1890
Thomas,
Darling, darling, it was only a joke! You must have inherited your father’s sense of humour, poor thing. Of course you’re a Ravenclaw, imagine being as clever as you are and being anywhere else.
Please think it over again, my offer of seeing London in the summer! Of course I’m not looking for money or meaning to embarrass you. I have plenty of wealthier friends than the Montgomerys now, in fact, and besides I want for nothing at all -
Except for you to forgive me.
Ever your loving
mother
mother
—contd.
Although you might call it a miracle that I am allowed to remember anything about you after you refusing to write a word to me in return for more than four years. What sort of heartless child holds such a grudge? Not a word until now! Some of us haven't your excellent memory, Thomas.
Perhaps if you send me a picture of you I shall forgive you your merciless unkindness to your poor mother.
E.
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