The Nurses’ Home,
The General Hospital, Birmingham
Feb 12th 1915
My Darling
It is lecture night so I have not time to write at length but will do so tomorrow but I must send you a few lines to thank you for your dear little note and I also hope this will reach you before you post that postal order as my allowance has come and Mother also sent me some pocket money.
I know, darling, you wish truly to help me but I really cannot accept it now that I have money in hand to go on with.
If the postal order should come before this reaches you I won’t return it until I hear from you which of two things you would like me to do – either to send it back to you or else that I should put it aside and not touch it until another rainy day comes.
I don’t really like taking it, dear, and you are very naughty not to allow me to grumble to you without wishing you to keep me financially.
You place me so awkwardly for I feel I cannot tell you my little troubles for fear you should mistake my motive for telling you – although I don’t think this time that you imagined I had any motive but that I felt I must grumble to someone.
You’re a dear boy but you’re a funny old thing and I can see I shall have to smack you next time we meet!
Goodnight, Beloved, I’ll write again tomorrow.
With all my heart’s love.
Ever your own little
Mela
