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    <title>MacNeice038</title>
    <Collections>Letters to George and Mercy McCann</Collections>
    <Contributor>MacNeice Estate</Contributor>
    <Coverage>1962 Feb 12th</Coverage>
    <Creator>Linen Hall Library</Creator>
    <Date>Wednesday, March 16, 2016</Date>
    <Format>TIFF</Format>
    <Identifier>MacNeice038</Identifier>
    <ItemDescription>Letter</ItemDescription>
    <Keywords>Dublin</Keywords>
    <Language>English</Language>
    <Path>https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/macneice038</Path>
    <Publisher>Linen Hall Library</Publisher>
    <Relation>Linen Hall Library</Relation>
    <Rights>Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike CC BY-NC-SA</Rights>
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    <Source>LHL Archive</Source>
    <Transcript>The British Broadcasting Corporation
Broadcasting House, London, W.1
Telegrams and cables: Broadcasts, Telex, London – International Telex: 22182
Telephone: Langham 4468

Feb 12
Dearest Mercy, In great haste – rushing back to see George. Herewith a cheque (easily covered by New Statesman fee). George has just today for the first time met Mary who came up from Berkhamsted where she&#039;s been tending to her sick son and coping with the batty old folks. What was a pity was that she was in “a state” which only happens about twice a year but, when it does, it really is a state. But, I don&#039;t think George, not knowing her, noticed it so much. The match, though sad, was a very good spectacle. Much love – Louis.
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