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Correspondence from Pearl Brooksmith to Gerald Yorke
Eastbourne.
Sunday. [Undated: circa September 1936]
Gerald dear—
Did you think I'd gone completely mad when you got my telegram?—[illegible]—so I told him to wire—[illegible]—It was re the American question which apparently [illegible] seriously—only [illegible] is held up by lack of funds—As far as I can see from the American letters he has a fair chance of making some cash if he can get out there. Anyhow I suggested that [illegible] drafted a business letter to people whom he thought would be interested and hope for the best. I don't see how we can do it under 400—but we may find someone who is willing to put it up as a gamble.
I go to this address house till the 22nd. Then if the flat is still there (or if the rent is paid) shall go there till I have found a job of sorts—
Have just given the female [illegible] which she is [illegible]—I haven't had a chance to read it yet!
If I am not frozen to death in Eastbourne shall hope to see you in the near future.
Yours
Pearl.
Forgive pencil—but I've lost my pen!
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