Alexandra Hotel
Gt Horton Road
Bradford
21st March 1935
My Darling Mary,
It is a boiling hot night. Mr May & I have just got back to the hotel from a cinema where we have seen "We Live Again" and a very good Silly Symphony "The Flying Mouse".
I believe I said or wrote to you that it was a miracle that, as I had to do two different jobs, nothing important had been overlooked. Well today the Manager here has said he couldn't do our show and make it pay & demanded compensation. One of his points was that I had not advised him till Feb 26th that I had changed the date of the reunion from 1st March to the 22nd. I felt sure I had but the correspondence was in my bag at the hotel. I hedged off till tomorrow morning till I could check the fact, but inwardly I said to myself "Here is 'the important thing overlooked'".
Directly I got back from the cinema I went up to my room & dug out the correspondence. There was my letter of 7th Dec & his of 10th Dec. definitely fixing for 22nd March!
So the miracle is still going on.
In the train coming up, while May slept, I started "Common Sense About Sex" the book Paul bought. I have already learnt a lot I did not know. It is very sensibly written & I'll bring it to Dunally with me so that you can read it over the week-end. You ought to.
There are so many, many things I want to say to you, to tell you how much I love you, but I cannot put them down because directly I try the feeling comes up in me that I have said much and that now I cannot bear to say anything else until I have done something, done something towards fulfilling or love, marrying you.
Even to say "I love you", makes me feel like a man standing on the bank of a river watching another one drown & calling out "I'll save you, I'll save you" and doing nothing. I am almost ashamed to say "I love you".
Before, I always had the reason for not having made money that I was not sufficiently interested in money making, but now I have a very good reason and by all that's holy I'm going to make enough to marry on if it wears me to a shadow.
If I can do the things the Poly consider me capable of surely I can wring a few hundreds a year more out of this stupid world.
Darling, help me with your influence on me.
Darling, goodbye now till tomorrow night. It is morning and I must get to work.
All my heart is yours.
Terrick
XXX
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