Dearest Lavinia Letter Twelve

17th of July 1919

Dear Mama and Papa,

I trust this letter finds you both in good health and Downton is flourishing in my absence. I have been glad to hear that Matthew and Lavinia have shown such keen interest in the estate in recent months.

I have some exciting news to impart. Tom is writing a novel—yes, quite a departure from his usual style, but he is very enthusiastic about the project. He is working on it night and day. Of course, he needed to leave the Times to focus on his novel, an easy decision as he didn't enjoy the work at the newspaper as much as he thought. He explained it was too regimented for his style of writing. That he likes to be free to pursue his own interests. He sees it as no great loss.

Tom has been going out every day, exploring different locations to capture the ambiance and essence of buildings and streets he visits. He believes this approach adds authenticity to his narrative, as he can instil his fictional locations with a sense of the real world. I have been joining him for luncheons during my breaks, and we recently had a delightful experience at the Gresham Hotel on Sackville Street. The elegant stone structure with expansive windows and Waterford crystal chandeliers provided a splendid backdrop for our meal. I persuaded Tom to try caviar and champagne, which led to quite an amusing reaction from him. The champagne, however, suited his taste. I enjoyed salmon mousse with Melba toast, followed by strawberries and cream. It was a delightful meal.

After luncheon, Tom engaged the manager with his innate charm, sharing his aspirations of setting his novel in a distinguished hotel like the Gresham. This led to an impromptu behind-the-scenes tour, further enhancing our afternoon with excitement and discovery.

Tom was particularly thrilled to tour the hotel and explore the private garage. The hotel owns four motors of various sizes and employs two chauffeurs to drive guests to and from the port or various train stations in Dublin.

Since moving to Dublin, we have become involved in the social scene, attending intriguing soirées. Recently, we were invited to an art exhibition held by Jack B. Yeats, attended by notable Dublin socialites, including Lady Gregory, a well-known dramatist. Tom, being a published poet, found common ground with Lady Gregory, a fascinating woman. However, she shared memories of encountering Granny and Grandfather, and there seemed to be some tension between her and Granny. She remarked that Granny was a "very shrewd woman."

Lady Gregory complimented Tom, she congratulated me on having such handsome husband, we made a striking pair at the event. The next day, tired from the night out, I became the centre of attention at work, as all the girls were eager to hear all the details about my night out with Tom. The girls in the typist pool wouldn't get the same opportunity to socialise in the same circle as me.

I am currently working on illustrations for a morality novel, though it's not the most exciting work. The author along with the publisher want stock images, of damsels in distress. Nothing too creative or outlandish. One of my fellow illustrators is working on a Jules Verne translation for children with numerous illustrations, and I can't help but feel a touch of envy toward his impressive portfolio. However, being the newest illustrator, I understand the need to prove myself.

I am pleased to inform you that Tom and I plan to visit at Christmas this year. Tom expects to be in the final stage of his novel, allowing us some free time. I will inquire about the number of days off I can take and write closer to the time with exact details.

Please ensure to send me all the details about the garden party in August. This will be the first time I have ever missed the event, and I'm sure it will be a brilliant success.

Love,

Mary

Note: If anyone is wondering about letter 10, this was the one Lady Cora read out after lunch.

Mmm! Is this going to set her parents mind at ease?