11 August 1913 – 17 August 1913

I tried my best, I've sought every loophole of escape, but I am quite unable to avoid the melancholy fact that her thumbs are--lamentable. I am genuinely upset about it for I like her. No one more than I would be more delighted if they were otherwise.... Poor dear! how I love her! That's why I'm so concerned about her thumbs.