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got the [[?]] [[Antwerp?]] letters at last.   Do you know what a sort of man C. Duran is! I hope you will not go to his Studio.  

Now the letters are going, I must stop.

Love to May
Aunt Eliza
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19th Mar. 9.30 AM.

[[Time?]] to tell our dear Leilie how Little Harry tapped at the dining room window, while "G." & I washed the cups - to tell us, face all aglow with joy - that "Auntie got so praised "offly praised for everything"!! & then he left us his letters to read!

Uncle Will was up in his den at work on His Yacht! — Such a yacht you never saw! — This "one long dream of delirious joy"! — We soon collected, as a family, and devoured the contents of its pages.- For we were very thirsty - for news.- Now [[dooty?]] is bellowing at me, as usual. So "I must away"!

Tuesday AM.
We slept with our register open last night without knowing it and it was a warm rainy night and the result is
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