P.S. If you ever get to England and back Reading way, give my love to
the Miss Calthorps and go in and see my Uncle at the shop and say I'm
trying to do my duty out here and he isn't to bother. I think perhaps
you'd better not go near Mrs. Baines--John's mother. You never know how
she'll take things. She was that _set_ on John.
_December_ 1.
Ali bin Ferhani's pretty sure to-day he can get these letters through,
so off this goes. I forgot to say that we're going to bury John and Mr.
Bayley side by side in the pit we dug in the middle of the station. Eb
is not in a fit state to be consulted, though his temperature seems
going down. But I've decided for him. As soon as I can get about
without too much aches and pains I shall see it done. If you get home
you might communicate with the East African Mission and arrange for a
Stone to be sent out to be put up over the grave. Somehow it seems to
me John wants to be buried there. It may bring good luck to Hangodi.