Letter from George Yeats to Thomas MacGreevy. 5 November 1925.

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Knightsbridge Hotel,
London, S.W.
Thursday

Dear Tom.

My Aunt Ghita whose son was killed lately while flying has just written that she is in London from Thursday — I must go to tea with her on Friday as its my only hour.

So farewell

from

George Yeats

I am keeping the poems to show WB. The misleading word in "Married flirt" is I think "silks"