His Eminence Cardinal O'Neill and the Bishop of Boston are staying with
me at present, so it is hard for me to get a moment to write, but I wish
you would come up here later if only for a week-end. I go to Washington
this week.
What I shall do in the future is hanging in the balance. Absolutely
between ourselves I should not be surprised to see the red hat of a
cardinal descend upon my unworthy head within the next eight months.
In any event, I should like to have a house in New York or Washington
where you could drop in for week-ends.
Amory, I'm very glad we're both alive; this war could easily have been
the end of a brilliant family. But in regard to matrimony, you are now
at the most dangerous period of your life. You might marry in haste and
repent at leisure, but I think you won't. From what you write me about
the present calamitous state of your finances, what you want is naturally
impossible. However, if I judge you by the means I usually choose,
I should say that there will be something of an emotional crisis within
the next year.
Do write me. I feel annoyingly out of date on you.
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