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Correspondence from Pearl Brooksmith to Gerald Yorke
Eastbourne
29/9/37.
Gerald dear.
A.C. wishes me to send you the Word of the Equinox—why me I don't know—
Do hope things are going well with and the book is progressing—when do we see you—if ever?
I've been down here for the last two months—firstly [illegible] holidays then myself in bed [illegible]
Mother has [illegible]—[illegible] so don't [illegible] for Friday [illegible] job—[illegible] afraid my practical mind annoyed A.C.—he wanted me to take his [illegible] for a month—[illegible] I explained I couldn't live on [illegible] and air, even if he could. I [illegible] I had a job I couldn't. Consequently relations were a trifle strained—I wish he didn't initiate me—no one else seems [illegible]—probably because [illegible] him anything—He seems to bring quite one thing and t'other—Only wish he could pull something off—it certainly won't be for lack of trying!—personally I think he goes the wrong way about it (see enclosed!) is anyone going to advance £2,000 on that—[illegible] him as to his [illegible]—but he only thinks I'm a tool—He can't see it's a gamble and no security for the backer. See what you can to [illegible] him when he brings it up with you.
Am hoping to get Ma into a flat soon when I shall [illegible] London. [illegible] stay for a job once more. Tho' they don't seem too easy to pick up. Then I hope you and your lady wife will have lunch with us.
All the very best.
Yours
Pearl.
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