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March 27, 1948 Lulette dearest: Your sweet letter has been such a comfort to me. You understand so well. It was all so very sudden - with no warning whatever. We were alone, and he died in my arms in a matter of minutes. I am so confused now I cannot realize anything. I of course will stay right here and carry on as best I can. This summer I will go to Southampton as a cottage has been prepared, surrounded by the Keyes 1