[Letter is not dated, but LP has marked envelope "Four letters 1931 AHP to LP"]
Thursday 4.30 P.M.
Dearest Linus,
Pooh! As if I cared whether you get excited or not. Dr. McMillan told me yesterday that I'd hunt a long time to find another husband as admirable as you are - I said I wasn't looking. Of course, you might like me better!
You are so sweet. You know I told you that feeling — not at all one to make you excited. You think you're smart! I looked at myself today, and decided that Jeff and Linus might be more excited over me if they were maturer men. I'm quite a girl in that hat! Anyway they are worth all the men the world — you included.
I hope your last hours there are pleasant. You are such a darling. I've a good notion to leave Saturday afternoon for Chicago to visit Phoebe. That would fox you. What do you do say to get me excited?
I must rush to Jeff now. I just love you dreadfully but you don't need try to get foxy with me. Ummm!
Aufwiedersehen,
Ava Helen.
P.S. You're an old slow poke and a sleepy head in addition.
Love and kisses,
Ava Helen
P.S.S. I do hope you've learned some new tricks - You haven't though. I'll have to spend a month in Berkeley to bring fresh adventure into the family. I nearly wrote fresh blood.