For myself I could wish--but I am not going to take a very gloomy view since I am genuinely pleased at the thought that I shall be meeting you again.
Forgive this letter if it is incoherent but I have only this moment returned and am writing at the Charing Cross Hotel.

I am not staying here, but I will let you have my address later.

The crossing has been a very severe one so you must forgive me if my letter sounds a little disjointed.

You will be sorry to hear that my dear wife is dead.

She died abroad about six months ago.