3 November, 1911 (Henry to Mr. Five)

To: The Desk of Mr. Five
By Special Courier
New York, N.Y.
USA

Darling Alphonse,

It was with as much heartbreak as disbelief that I first realized the identity of the author of your recent correspondance, as I recall an hour many years ago in the lake district when you destroyed my Uncle's tea table and swore to have no further communication with me. You spilled Darjeeling down my right pantleg. No Alphie, I certainly have not forgotten you.

But let's not open old wounds. If by "business-related matters" you are referring to a series of communications emanating "from the desk of Mr. Three" concerning the recent vote in the House of Commons concerning the Power of the House of Lords in connection with thinly-veiled promises of significant amounts of cash, don't worry. I've kept each communication in a safe place. Do you know the punishment the law provides us for the consipiracy to corrupt and subvert His Majesty's government? A fascinating law upheld twice in the House of Lords- a subject of great interest of yours, I believe?

I am delighted to hear you've run across my son in New York. They say sons turn out just like their fathers, and in that respect Connie has turned out as expected... he has the darkest black hair with a slight curl-- just as I used to! Do you remember, Alphie?

Thank you, Dear Alphonse, for writing, and for your kind wishes. My public affairs are all matters of state and beyond reproach, and my private affairs are all that you see before you in New York. Watch after him well. Those who live in glass houses...

With Affection,
Henry