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    <title>MacNeice049</title>
    <Collections>Letters to George and Mercy McCann</Collections>
    <Contributor>MacNeice Estate</Contributor>
    <Coverage>1962 May 24th</Coverage>
    <Creator>Linen Hall Library</Creator>
    <Date>Wednesday, March 16, 2016</Date>
    <Format>TIFF</Format>
    <Identifier>MacNeice049</Identifier>
    <ItemDescription>Letter</ItemDescription>
    <Keywords>Dublin, Whiskey</Keywords>
    <Language>English</Language>
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    <Publisher>Linen Hall Library</Publisher>
    <Relation>Linen Hall Library</Relation>
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    <Transcript>the next move is hers, i.e. she must instruct her solicitors to get on to mine to agree on a sum of maintenance. Mine says I must on no account invent such a sum myself as I should then not get any tax relief on it. But she seems to have some psychological blockage about making use of her own solicitors! It is a great nuisance as, the longer she delays, the more of a lump sum I shall have to disgorge retrospectively. Elizabeth tells me there is some sort of memorial to my father being unveiled or whatever in C&#039;Fergus on, I think, June 29th, in which case it looks as though I may have to come over again then. But we&#039;ll have that cake when we come to it, as King Alfred said. I had an odd communication the other day from Dan&#039;s mother (who&#039;s not been on speaking terms with me for a decade) enclosing two wonderful photographs of him, one a back view and the other wearing a peaked cap which was throwing a shadow that made him look like Groucho Marx. Love to you both, Louis.
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