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excuse for reading your short stories over again, in the autumn evenings at York. We kept looking and looking for more stories from you that I still hope for, someday. Perhaps my father wrote you all this, but I say it again, for I do want you to know how much he valued your work. With much gratitude for your letter and sympathy I am, Yours very sincerely Mildred Howells