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Correspondence from Aleister Crowley to Edward Noel Fitzgerald
Feb 27 1943.
Dear Noel.
93.
Silly ass that I am! Forgot the most important part of my letter. Miss St. George is trying to do me in the eye—I sent her the par[agraph] of your letter about her rotten typing—stuck on the outside of the envelope! For some reason she wasn't pleased. Now I want you to write me at once (action set down for March, and I must shew evidence to some shyster in good time) referring to that letter—? date—Aug or Sept, yes?—and putting down quite seriously—to show the court how badly she typed. In particular, the two 'greeting' sentences "Do what" etc. and "Love is" etc. 17 words which she must have written scores of times—and she made 4 mistakes in them. That was the last straw. I'm very keen indeed to reverse the decision in favour of that Cappodocian—and give the final triumph to the Dragon! For she did act vilely; she gossiped about my most private affairs to all and sundry. Write me a good hot letter, but very businesslike, and trust me to thank you in a very pleasant way—not counting a Victory Lunch next time you are in town
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Yours ever,
Aleister.
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