October 12th, 1943

Dear Marty,
Got two letters from you today- Sept. 24 + 27. The story of Toots + the mistol ? is one of the best. I told it to some people here + brought the house down. I had meant to tell you before that the fellow who thought he knew Batsy in Cincinnati had his girls mixed up. It was really Clare West he was talking about. Anyway you shouldn’t proclaim your lack of comprehension so loudly. She lives across from the Tracy, you know.
Do you go around like Mrs. Bowers telling people, “You know I’m a widow + I don’t have time to do this + that”? Certainly sounds as if you had your hands full. I’d sort of like to see you washing the car. I wash my own “dishes” after every meal now. We’ve finally got a laundry to do our wash now which is quite a relief. Already, cleaner that I think will do a little more than “spread the spot around a bit + press it”. Launderer + cleaner seem to be just a little harder pressed here than they are at home.
Went to London today and got myself a trench coat with a removable lining ($30). It’s the only really satisfactory coat for this climate + if I’d known I was coming to England, I’d have brought the one I left at home. However, this one is some coat. That’s about all I did except walk along most of Oxford St. (London’s Market St.)

See you next time
Love B