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Correspondence from Aleister Crowley to Gerald Yorke
[Undated: circa 21 March 1931]
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The greetings of the Equinox of Spring!
You'll get the Word [of the Equinox] in due course. Better . .
I think selling the [illegible] is doing you a lot of good. Yours of 17th is the best letter I've had from you for a long time.
I doubt Marie's [Maria de Miramar] ability to dispose of her corpse satisfactorily: I remember too well what trouble I had with my own.
But I should take it as a great favour if you would entrust me with the letter of 28 Feb. with envelope. If nothing turns up in a month or so I may have to make enquiries, perhaps to ask the Court to allow me to presume her death.
I think I was human all right. I asked no more of her than the commonest decency and good sense. You know well of your own knowledge how impossible she made life. In such cases a time always comes when on has to put one's foot down—and then only sorry that one didn't do it at first. That is just where pity and love of the sentimental kind do such harm to both—.
Sorry about Thynne [Major Robert Thynne]. He might have written a word of regret when catastrophe came, don't you think? The trouble is that, whatever the truth may be, he did act like a swindler in many ways.
Lloyd. I have to have him sign the Duty paper, and show very practical good will, before I trust him. I think he has been playing footloose with me. Shall be glad to get your Record. [Illegible] may not disappoint me. How can you know my reaction? You would be an 8º=3o if you could!
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