Another thing ; tea; two of those old\more than see us through. If poss. fill one of those old
blue cups, will you, as I need another cup. , might as well put tea
in it. See it is not cracked, of the three I brought, you know, two
have leaked. You know where the old cups are, in my room.

That is :
tea;
drageée;
cutter.

I have bought two Mozart scores, Flute and Figaro.

I have a frightful eye. I bathe it constantly with borassic.

Are you wanting this machine ? If so, bring a new ribbon : I have
the half-ribbon, you pulled off, have been using the same ribbon. If you
want fresh, fear you must bring it.

Best to Kex. I will be curious to know how you find the garden.

Tell Puss, be sure, how lovely the flowers
are ! Or did A. have a paw in it ? Best to A. , anyhow. Tell her I
am lost, a pure A.I opera-fan.

Love always, I carried a blue dog-kennel hk.

" to hour yesterday. A new horror, theppupt crawled in and
had a LOUD dinner off their mother. What next ?????

Tues. morning.

Darling Fido,

It is difficult to write, I was all "set" for a nice long chat with
you, and judged it best to descend, so I did, and advertised my
presence by cutting gold roses. I think all will march, but R. is
impossible I think he is an idiot, just that. I have written Puss,
please read, don't want to repeat, and it is silly to tell you
these things, but I know it will mean more to you to have a change,
something different, and Kenwin, can always be trusted to be that.
I won't have one lonely or lost moment, the sun is blazing. I am
waiting for the car. I go dressmaker. Then after lunch, if
the staff permits, I will probably sun-soak. I long for all news, my
dear you know that. Puss said she would be secretary and keep me in
touch. It is much better for me to be here, and much, much better
for them house, I feel, at least, I like to feel I am being useful.

The lilies are perfectly
fresh and lovely, darling Fido, such a joy and comfort to me,
its all a new world now, we'll have to come to grips with
things, these sloppy half-baked skiv-s. Marte is good all the
same. R. is absolutely the village idiot, he should be in
a circus, apparently ... this is all so badly typed, I am
quite happy, but felt the shock so much. Last night, I
slept so well. I will write constantly. Forgive this awful
emptiness. More later.

You will need a new ribbon for your machine,
dear Fido. They have cleaned your room very nicely.

Forgive all this, the post has now come, and Jules is due.
I will simply rush it out, tons and tons and tons of love and more
later, eternally,

I am facing this out.

A little veil of lovely sun-light is breaking over the
ultramarine lake now, it makes me feel better.

It was too wonderful to have the lilies.

I will never, never forget them. I can never tell you what all
this has meant. I feel much better about K. too. I think it will
all work out. He was very sweet and good to-day.

I will do all I can to cheer him up as
he was terribly upset for you.

This must run out with Sachs letter.

I will write constantly and P. will write.

I wish I could help you, darling Fido.

here than anywhere in the world. You do not know what a comfort
it is to me, just to be here. The time goes like lightning.
I have to watch my watch all the time, as the hours go so fast.

I wrote to-day ;

Freud
Sachs
Ellis
Lewin

and to you, your mother etc.

I posted letters.

There are four books, two apes/vols., another Conrad Aiken, and a
real B., that looks good. Let me know what I can do. There are
papers, Times etc., which of course you do not want. I will post
papers to Freud as directed later. I told him that you might shut
house, so no worry about the dogs.

Pup though of Madame N., and we sent R. on his bike to tell her.

Your letter, as I say, just come, so
you understand my not having answered. I enclose for Puss.

I will add a note in the morning. This is just
in case I get held up. I will write your mother again.

I can not help feeling that the whole thing
has been a marvelous end. Think - Sir J. had that trip by sea, his
own world, that seems so exquisite. And you in the air, met him
as he was leaving Fido, it is too beautiful!

Godd-night, darling. More later. I am so happy
here. I would not shut it for anything. And I think it is meant to
be open, it is lovely, the garden is so beautiful to-day.
There was a lovely sun-set, and the grass is cut now all round.
It smells so nice and "new-mown."

More later, and blessings darling from all, trees, grass,
wild-carrot, roses, pinks, the lilies ...

Wed. 9.45. Good-morning, darling Fido. Will
you read enclosed and pass on to Dog. I had
such very lovely dreams all night... m
heart is with you! I am now off to bath and
Timmie ... lovely sun and fresh warm
wind ... tell Puss, I got in Peter last
night, fed and de-belled him.
KAT.

Darling Fido,

Does Bunch send flowers ? I do not know at all what you do in
England, or what is done . It makes me so sad to have to ask you,
but if P. is sending flowers, may she tie this card to
her card. It seems the only thing I can do, for I don't know what
you will be doing. This seems so awkward, my darling Fido. Perhaps
Kenneth is seeing to flowers from Bunch - it is so hard for me
to know what is best. I can only think of that. I would like
to be among the others if there are flowers, and so the best would
be to fasten this to Perdita's card or note, or ribbon if
flowers are being sent. It would only bother you or Kex now at
the end - darling Fido.

Wed. after lunch.

Dear Fido,

I may seem to be posting a lot of useless stuff but it is so much quicker simply to re-address and get J. or one of the boys to pay, when necessary, the extra . I sent to Puss, a regestered envelope, stamps, I presume. It might be swkward to have it around. The no. is : R. London W 9. No 0417.

I think that is best.

I enclose the address to a book on Prisons, so you can know who sent it. I read the book to-day over and after lunch, it is marvelous, I imagine it comes from one of your ps-a group a Londres.

I enclose copy of the wire from Mouse.

Also odd card.

I readress three letters, one for K.

And the Puss extra.

Dear Fido,

The sun is lovely. The two boys are at work, one cutting grass, the other is cracking the stones and making a good row. I saw Timmy, he was somewhat subdued and seemed scared by the London turn of events. you know - some people say just the right thing and are so genuine. I think he is just rather at sea. I suppose his old parents have been so long failing, and he was shy. Anyhow he was much concerned and a M that, and wanted at once to know when you would be back.

The dressmaker is very concerned and wants all news.

I am thinking of you all the time. I feel somewhat worried just now, and will write a better letter later, darling Fido.

Thurs. 10.30

Darling Fido,

I had your dear little note this morning. I am thinking of you now
every, every minute. I went over my lilies and there are
eleven this morning, great ivory flowers, and you say the
ceremony may be at eleven and eleven is my birth-number - you
see I am buddy-izing. All the same- there it is, a sort of
symbol of such a lovely, exquisite, un-ending love, you and
your dada and you and me, and so the three of us together. And here
is out "day" and his " day" come together, for always too.
I sent off three wires. I have written John. It was difficult, in
all the confusion, to wire him; I thought he would be happier
to hear after and as from "without," you know. So I just wrote him.
I will write your mother again. I wired you, your mother and Bunch.
I knew K. would know he was included in my thoughts of you all.

I am terribly touched about Sir John and
the flag, it will mean much to you and Bunch always. Poor Bunch -
the whole thing is so dramatic, but it is well for her, as she was so
near, to touch the serious side, and I am grateful that you
let her come - I was afraid at first she might be in the way or
confusing, but it is such a comfort to me to feel she is
with you.

Now take care of yourself, Fido, dear. You have a full
and important life ahead and Sir John would wish you to
be strong for his sake, for Johns, whatever the actual
arrangements are about the future. The core of the whole
if his love for you, your love for him, and you must serve that
by keeping strong and well, and not doing anything too quixotic
for "others". You are SIR JOHN. You must preserve your own
integrity and life and individuality, you serve him that way,

actually in the flesh all the time, your body is his
body now. He lives actually in you. And I know you will do
what is best for your mother. But the true-root or core is
YOU. I know Kex will tell you the same. Now you must do
what is best to preserve that - stay, if it is indicated, or
leave. I don't suppose you can, for the moment, know. I should think
the thing would be to go back and forth for a time - but not, not,
we pray you, in a gypsy-moth again. O Fido- what a terrible risk,
but it was fine and dramatic - and symbolic.

Now darling, this is in love and tenderness,
I know there will be a terribly leaden weight of emptiness, after the
first , but you will be able to work and see clear and
act - just feeling that Sir John is living in you.

I will send a line to Puss. I imagine her
very smart and important in her black dress.

I will write Kex too.

I am just waiting for the post and R. will
take this. They told me that the wires would arrive before eleven.
You will know in your spirit, anyhow, that I am thinking of you
all the time.

Read enclosed, of course ...

Fri. morning.

I have special note from Sachs; from;

bei Olden, im Kreur, Grundlsee, Österreich.

He wants me to let him know if he can help you. I tell him UNLESS I wire him, it is better to stay where he is. It would be better, I think, unless he can actually be there with you and I imagine that is quite out of the question. I am anxiously waiting for a line from London. I had your first express letter, but nothing yesterday. I am thinking of you constantly and sent Jules out to do shopping, in case letters come. I expect they will and I will add a line to this.

I have some papers Wickham sent me via Jules. Its all disheartening, I know. The staff is very good, the stones look lovely, there is clear lovely warm sun to-day. Robert is painting the old table in the bath-room and we removed all the bath-room plants and the other dry plants to the garden. They were all dying and very ugly. They can all be transplanted again, I made that clear to Emile. The two boys are in the veg., and Robert is cleaning out the dining-room cupboards and putting down fresh paper. Made E. is getting snappy about the new-laid key but I tell her she must just get what is absolutely necessary. She is good at arranging little tit-bits that don't mean great joints and so on, they are all very good.

I walk about, as I want to keep moving, so I go all right. As long as there is a real, blazing core of interest, the house goes o. k., but of course that is a one-time job. Only I am glad for it now -

I have your tiny note. You can not imagine how thankful I am for it.

I am in readiness to welcome back the Puss, if she is upsetting. But keep her, as long as she can "help."

I will be thinking of you now, my dear in the " city. " I am
sure this memory will sustain you always.

I await orders as to anything- I am just holding myself here
on guard. I wish there were something more I could do.

I forward letters at random, darling Fido, as
it is impossible to deal direct, and if there is delay, of course,
everyone by now, understands.

I long for word from K. and Puss, just a post card
saying how you are.

I don't want to call up the house. But I may
do later in the day.

Keep up your heart.

I am there all the time.

Best love to K. and Puss.

I have found the key, stupid of me not to look, just there.

saw it immediately as if I had gone out to see it. There
was a crack around the rim of the hills, though that "inverted
bowl we call the sky", was velvet black. I don't
prowl out at that time of night. And in the morning I
wondered if it had been a dream but got out my chart
and set it for July, three in the morning, and exactly on the
chart in the east was the Taurus formation - so it was all
most odd, maybe uc-n, but queer because I do not know the
star-times, only in a general season-way. Well - there it is,
his stars and his love of the garden - so you must come back,
if only for a long week-end, you must come back.

Poor Oppy - I will write her.

Darling child - thank you so much for the
lilies - it all comes into shape ... beautifully.

I want so much now to see ONE of you.

O, how I want it ... but the boys are good, Robert is good now,
he said he had been doing post three years for madame, he runs
down the road to meet the post-man and to-day went right to
La Tour, as it is his day off. Poor boy - he is only a little
silly, that's all - we must do what we can with him. He is
good, in the garden.

They are all working hard, and things easier now, with
the key.

A thousand, thousand thanks, my own darling.

Saturday, July 22.

Darling Fido,

It is just a week to-morrow that all this began. It seems a
hundred years.

I wrote the T. that you seemed all right and might be coming
to Kenwin, but he was to await wire from you or me. I won't
send him another, as you may not have wired him your end. I will
send him a p.c., instead, am afraid of contradicting. I
repeat; I leave it to you, your end, to inform T.

As I fear to confuse the issue.

Will you ask Dog or P. to bring out some ribbons? I am
using the Dog machine, I do, do hope he won't mind, but I
know how necessary it is to get letters to you. You ribbon
too, was pretty well worn.

I feel my whole uc-n has undergone a complete change - for the
better. I mean, I imagine I inhibited my own father even till
now, and all the funeral details, though apparently
exaggerated, are really good, because it makes it real.

It is better like that, to go to the funeral, even to see the
dead person. As I did neither and Bunch was en route, I
suppose it left a great vague gap. This makes me feel more
pied a tierre about life altogether, as if we had
inherited something, were really the next generation. You
know - but don't you, Fido, over-do your own
responsibilities. You must think of us, please, be very careful.

I lit a candle and

went over the German Griechenland pictures far
into the night. The going of your father links up with
the Greek trip, the Borodino, the Corfu episode, all like
majic. I think this will dissolve or resolve finally P.R.

I feel that. That fixation was some queer combination
of father-mother ... therefore, so complicated.

I feel now the two separate - both of course,
terribly strong, but **THE FATHER** is the great
mind, the sweep of sea and sky, my on father, yours and
our dear old "papa." Imagine "papa" holding on, that old
Abu Ben Adhem. Those three men are the three wise men to me,
all Ben Adhems.

By the way, I got the quote from Cole, I will copy it if
I have time for K., as it will amuse him. I learnt it
might before last, with the same candle end. I am glad
about the plays. Can you remember which they were, darling
Fido? I would like to read them always for Sir J.

I know it will be terribly sad with
your mother. But if T. comes, he will advise you. K. has
been so terribly good, too.

I am off to Timmy now in a few
minutes, and I will end this, and later another.

I promised the boy I would go see him one
day. I always wait at the telephone till two, but I won't
wait after that. There was always a chance that you might
want me, or P. with some message. I will still do that,
roughly from 12.30 for an hour. I suppose I will
go Mon. to the boy. I haven't called up my brother. I take
the boy some books, he is rather a draling, has been most
comforting over the telephone and follows all the papers,
and sent me some.

I know K. will let me know what to do for him
I am finding out to-day if he wants cheeses or anything.

I will write again in the day. I am afraid Sunday will confuse things a little. I wrote Saturday, I said he would probably be hearing, that you might now want him, after all. I did not want to confuse things, as I do not know if you have actually wired. But he will know, and was ready to come. Do keep well. I will do anything, you want. I think to "carry on" here is best for the moment.

J. is all right, I think he has missed his trips to Lausanne. The cook made a scene, she said her brother was dying, or words to that effect, and she had to go last night- I imagine she has worked herself up, anyhow she was to come back, went only to Villeneuve, but Marte is "taking over". There is so little to do with me alone, and I am about all the time. I think the cook was just wanting to be important, but I will let you know, later.

It is terribly hot, and now thunder-y.

I am getting this out at once, will write again after the post is in.

I was so terribly glad for your note last night. I am so happy about the lilies and with P. that way - it was exquisite.

Love to Kex and P.

Devotedly

I will write Lady E. again later.

Saturday after lunch.

Fido dear,

I had a little talk with Timmy, very nice - he was concerned
with his corpus bulbs, which were beginning to mould, so he
laid them out in the sun, then it began to rain. We agreed that
everything here was on that scale, the tiniest incidents
everything here was on that scale, all vibrating to a high pitch.
I enclose the Abu Ben Adhem, for K. ±

It may amuse him -and you. I memorized it one
night, when I couldn't sleep.

I am busy with Greek books, all this
seems to stabalize the Greek vibration, for me.

I had a good note from "papa. " I am
answering it in detail, he was much
concerned for you, but said he had written you. I will post
this once I have worked it out as far as I am capable.

I will see the boy on Mon.
or Tues., so probably will send only one letter on
Mon. and only one to-morrow. I feel you must find these
letters now, a little too much. However, I shall send one fat
one, if I do not send two. If you do not hear twice, you may
rest assured, all is absolutely oak. I sent the
boy a lot of books to choose from, as I do not know what K. has
already given him. He is much concerned for you all.
He sent me. Daily Mail, I was shocked to see John gaze out
at me. I am getting cuttings from Cole, I sent her a
cheque, I want to know what the papers do say, it was all
terrible for you. But that will now, I trust, he will
over, and probably even now the T. is with you.

I took some cibalgine last night
and feel much calmer, and now am going on as usual. I had
the gramophone on after lunch, mostly the old German records
of that period. I am calmer now, and will just go on...
quietly. I got R. to do a chair, the table looks nice. He
liked painting and it keeps him occupied.

Cook is all right - she will sleep at V. to-night - but is all right. The boys very good - and Marte! news! Jules all right too - they all want

I have written, will probably see my brother to-morrow, here for lunch! Rather awful -

ABOU BEN ADHEM

Written in (perhaps for ) Mrs. S.C. Hall's album.
First printed in S.C. Hall's BOOK OF GEMS, vol III,
1836. Reprinted in 1840. )

Abou Ben Adhem ( may his tribe increase! )
Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace,
And saw within the moonlight in his room,
Making it rick, and like a lily in bloom,
An angel writing in a book of gold : -
Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold,
And to the presence in the room he said,
' What writest thou ? ' - The vision raised its head,
And with a look made all of sweet accord,
Answered, 'The names of those who love the Lord. '
' And is mine one ? ' said Abou. ' Nay not so, '
Replied the angel. About spoke more low,
But cheerly still ; and said, ' I pray thee then,
Write me as one that loves his fellow-men. '

The angel wrote , and vanished. The next night
It came again with a great wakening light,
And showed the names whom love of God had blessed,
And lo! Ben Adhem's name led all the rest.

LEIGH HUNT.

Sat. after having letter. 2.30.

Darling Fido,

I wrote the enclosed rather scrappy note, before your letter
came. I am so happy that H.S. will be with you, and
there when you get this. Give him my love and ask him to send
me a line, and I would love to come too, only I feel it
may be better for you to have this steady stream of news from
the house, as Sir J. loved it. It makes me feel the
continuity, what he would like. Of all people, he hated
untidy edges, and it is so, so lovely to be here - please
tell you mother again what a privilege I think it - where he
visited. He named the place - it was such an inspiration -
and you must think of it as one of his psychic ventures - his
love of the place - each tree and plant will be sacred. That
is how I feel - and you must feel the same. I am sure H.
Q. will agree with me. You must get you mother in shape,
do what is right- then come back if only for a week end. You
must do that. Jules has all the papers in order - we
have paid one or two little bills. I keep check on everything
and cook has orders to do likewise.

Now I am very happy that Dr.S. is there.
Let me know, or let him write me - or Puss. Thank Puss for
her rather wan little note. Poor old Puss. Tell her Peter
is waiting for her - I know the black stocking must be a
great weight on her soul

Now cheer up K. and tell him that he
must cheer up for Wickham. I feel that so much-
such a problem. I am lending the boy my old Corona.

I enclose the letter I just wrote -
it seems already "dated" but gives news of boys, garden and
so on.

Now don't worry. To-morrow I can
only send one early letter. Then Mon., I go Lausanne. But you
will find enough, I imagine, in my fat long-winded screeds.

I am terribly touched about the flowess -
my dear it meant everything. Now please believe that SirJ.
is all right - maybe he did send that bird and ask me to get
up and look at Taurus just to let you know - for who should I
have done that ? His is the great red star. ALDEBARAN,
I know - an arab, age-old star. Older than Freud would
admit - I am sending him the Tamuz book to " put him
in his place " - dear little old last surviving
patriarch - please believe we are all with you, and I
KNOW its all right about Sir J. I " don't think,
I know. "

Now Fido, believe that - and Dr. Sachs (Turtle)
is with you.

Give him much love, darling - and your mother. Budd
wrote so touchingly of her. I wish she would see him.

Records from Harrods have come.
Books from Dori, papers and so on. I send Freud Times

daily. I keep all bills, etc. Everything is
beautifully run - I love the occupation.

Much, much, much love,

from the eternal old

Mon. after lunch.

Fido dear,

I prefer staying here - but am packing bags so as
to be able to come if you want me, and K. leaves.

If it will help K. to get off, and feel better about
going, I will pack bags and come. I prefer it here,
though. But if you want me, I come. Do you have
ps-a
~~ps-a~~ in my flat ?

I am sorry about P.

I imagine the T. will change vibrations and make you
feel less tied up- how terrible it has been. I love
your little "word" in the paper. Its wonderful, I
can hear your voice speaking it.

Forgive this - all in a hurry. I am teling cook about
jam. The curtains and blanket went right down to the
old dame in the wash-house.

In haste - J. is now due.

Much, much love,

I had the paper with cortège too, all so
sad - yet defined - and I think that way, it
is better.

Tues. after dinner.

Forgive the red - I can see better- am on the terrace,
so cool. There are about 20 lilies in the bed below,
m beneath those dark jade-green little trees. It is lovely.
Please read enclosed to Puss. I think Cole's letter is
most indicative - I think the T. might be interested.
I wrote her to keep up her heart - heard also from
Mouse and answered. I keep on writing as all these people
want news of you.

I think Miss Sharpe sounds fascinating- is she another
Chaddie, I wonder ???? I would go a long way to avoid
another biff-in-the-eye from another
all-British ps/a ps-a Chaddie. Though even the C. did
a lot of good- I know that. K. too said she was so
imposs. that one just dashed away in the opposite
direction - and any form of direct action in the
end, beneficial. How Freud laughed! But he is so
used to this criss-cross of ps-a, patient and analyst.

I can't really now see, at all - its a sort of Braille method of attack on the keys.

I wrote K. too, please read Oppy letter that I sent to K.

I re-read your letters
a half doz. times. You are wonderful, Bud writes
of you as if you were the B.V. plus J. d'Arc.

Hearts devotion from the old

house

I am very happy and calm again.

July 26. Wed. morning.

Fido dear,

We are getting on into Leo, the Lion now. Your Venus and
mine are in Leo - supposed to be the most wonderful
and devoted of all the love-signs.

I have just been out and interviewed Emile. I am to get
him some raffia for his veg., we got him 50 more
sticks, yesterday, for his carnations and lilies.

The lilies, by the way, are very short - next year, something
must be done - they are perfect, but with short stems.

I remember those beds in Hyde Park - the most marvelous
lilies, I think in the world. Get K. to find out why our
stalks are so short. The leaves are perfect and the flowers,
but the stems too short.

I wonder how the ps-a gets on. I am happy here now, seem to
have turned a corner. I got out matress on roof late
last night and felt just like a ship at sea - there were
marvelous shooting-stars.

The staff is cleaning windows, and generally on the hop. The
cook has just had some matches out of the cupboard and some
soap.

It is glorious weather.

I am off now to Vevey to do a little shopping, then the car
goes to W. after lunch, and he comes here to-morrow.

I have so much to talk to you about, and long to see you,
but don't leave in a rush - it will only complicate your
life and emotions too much afterwards. So sorry you are so
hot there.

This is just a preliminary little note, I will

write later. Love to the old Puss. Tell her Peter
actually came to my room this morning and actually

July 26. Wed. after tea.

Dear Fido,

I trust all is well. I had a very quiet but happy day.

I went to Lausanne and got some jam-pots with tops, and
no spoon-hole - as the flies seem to find those
spoon apertures a sort of lobster-pot - a nice shop
round the corner from the piazza. Jules seemed
pleased to be going to Lausanne " alone. " I think he has
a " date " there, as he sulked last time, when I came back
to-morrow,
so soon. He comes in their morning, as per ever,
and then goes to fetch H.D. W. - to tea here. I found
some old post-cards of Monte for him. He seems to
collect cards or pictures of the "coast. " I called
him up at noon - and said Kex plans were very uncertain,
but I THOUGHT he, the Kex, would be leaving London soon -
and that would mean the first move toward the south. He
asked at once for you, and would you be here and Perdita.

Tell Kex please that the Reserve keeps
calling me down from my nudiste roof bath, to answer
telegrams. They wnt an answer at once and exact date of
arrival - but I can not explain to them, so am
simply sending a card, to say I have sent on the message to
Mr. M. who has been detained on family matters in London.
Tell ex, please - as I was stark-naked this time - and
dripping. Mrs. N. had a treat!

I have just had a change of
heart and actually got up and watered Chaddies rock-
garden, that, after two years of consistent neglect,

was looking a little sad. I will never forget the
day she collected it at Sion - K. ran off and did a
Cortez on some distant peaks - Dan and I had a bet,
would C. or would she not go after K. - C. was
torn, if she left me and Dan together, she
feared the worst - so C. went on collecting - then
I put her out of her misery and went off ALONE to the
castle wall - so being free from that peril, she
AT ONCE ran across the fields after K. - Dan emerged
from a bush and said, " mother and child doing well. "
Well - so in memory of "old times", I just
got up and poured a jug of water on its head.

Will you bring Eileen back? She
might love it now - with the Tee.

Let me know plans - I am quite quiet -
achievement, I got it spelled right - and only wait to
hear. I found some more painting - trays for R.

I cleaned out the medicine chest.
I think I'll get him to paint that later.

Lovely sun - long shadows - the boys are
both busy.

Much love all round - everybody,
- I WILL BE SO GLAD TO SEE YOU.

luf'

KAT.

hurs. July 27.

Dear Fido,

The cook has just had keys and got out W.C. paper. She
keeps a list, she says, of all her expenditures.

Robert has taken down to Ed. a half bot. of Solitaire, they
can not now get the stuff here, Jules tells me. You better
en attendant, bring out some stuff for your own special
shoes and Kex shoes. Sorry - I have also some
tube-stuff, you gave me some time ago, but you will
need for your own.

I returned the Pup shoes. I will not want them, I will
get when I come over-prob. in Aug. to see P. off.

I am delighted about Eileen and
Tee. It seems a great solution. Why don't you have E. here to
go on with ps-a? She could have the Quex room. I
wrote Eileen some time back - it is so good. I
wish Cole could get on with it - too.

I enclose telegram for Kex.

I am highly excited about E.B.

Can I see her maybe in Aug., if I go over
???????????????

Its wonderful - Fido. Do get on with it - I am so
glad you are at Slone. That adds to the link - I rather
did hope you would go there. Its a good little bug-run and
is making history -

I had about 20 pages from *Puppy President*
Puppy (rodent) Collins. I have not yet had time to
read.

Give much love to Kex. I had a marvelous
nigth, was up till three, weeping - I bust into a
"pocket" but its more or less over now. I found

the " missing link" , the actual person that was
between P.R. and others - funny- happened when I was
ten. I will tell you - terribly funny - and pretty
tragic, to do with my fathers accident- all that came up
with loss of Sir J. Now , I am simply a wreck, but so
happy insdie. Its marvelous how these things happen. Its
wonderful. O Fido - its all clear now - marvelous -
but more later. Just to tell you I had had last three
days complete break - cried all the time - but I have
found the "link" that was upsetting me so much.

I did not see my brother.

I left note, but he did not come, I was so relieved, he was
not here, after all.

I write letters all day.

Hearts love,

and to Puss. Tell her - but I will write her.

I shall prob. express this, because of Sub.

Fri. July 28.

Darling Fido,

I have got into the monkey-cage and found a lot
of old boxes and so on, for Robert to paint. About
half the stuff was flower-pots etcetera, they are all to be
taken below, quite a cache, and enough to keep him
on the hop for two or three good days.

A call from Le Lac. Madame J. is to arrive at 5.30, NOT
to tea, with a party. She wanted you, it was
difficult to explain on the telephone, so I just told her
to come, I knew you would prefer that. She is always so
appreciative and it is always doing ones bit toward
modernity in general, when she comes. I give a sort of
Cooks tour of lecture. I will have a jug of lemonade for
them.

The garden is wonderful.

I am off to the dressmaker. I am getting her to line two
big old straw hats - and some odd things for the cleaner &
and H.D. W's wash to go out.

I got up at 5.30 and found Aldeberan again.

The dog-star is beginning to rise now at dawn. I wrote
Freud it ought to be good for his dogs - but
notoriously isn't.

More later.

Much, much, much love

from the Kenwin Kat. KAT.
Tell Puss; Peter caught a big-game rat - but I got R. to
shut her doors, lest he leave it, as per ever, under her bed

Love to K.
yesterday.
Tell him how I enjoyed W.

P.S.

They say they will need some more stones.
I will ask Jules about this. I presume he knows.
They have made such a pretty crazy-corner there. It makes all
the difference.

If Pup comes first, can she bring ;

large Bno,
large Kruschen,
large Ponds cleansing cream,
many type-ribbons.

Dear Pup,

“There is a cheque for a pound, made out to you. You can get
it cashed at Lloyds, or at some Branch, next to Rhymans, by the
hole in the wall, where we used to walk. Will you get me the
above things. Can you get yourself at the P.O. a bunch of
post-cards and just send me one a day, to let me know how
you are. Love KAT

you are. Love KAT
Take good care of everybody. You might learn
Abu Ben, who I have enclosed for Kex. Your American
grandfather used to recite it, half as a joke.

I make out the cheque for one pound ten after all,
get me several of the creams if there is enough. Ask Fido.
But I hate to bother her - she is a miracle.

Peter sulks a little but is quite good and rattles
his bell!

Fido,

“Just rip out this inside for Pup, if indicated. Give her my
love. I wish K. would write the boy - its rather distressing,
but I don't like to seem to " nag" K. But its so
awful, your all being there. I will do everything next week for
him, but was so upset this week, could not do anything.

I am getting this off - not much of a letter.

Its only that having taken the stuff, I am sort of half
doped - thing will shape, I'm sure. I hope Sachs does
get to you. He will be here or. France, anyhow.

I wonder what Kex will do.

I can't tell you how much I am thinking of you!

Those lilies - it meant everything!

Devotion, darling,

KAT.

I think it would be nice if we could have a little book of
words instead of all the diagrams and things in the back of
the book.

Fri. afternoon.

Darling Fido,

I have your letter with plans. Jules has had all in
order for some days now. I am sure he will love meeting
you at Basel, if you come that way. I will give him
money in the morning, so all will be in order.

There is one point. It is **terribly hot now**. I think really,
Fido, it would be more expedient to have him come alone for
you, as the extra one in the car would be suffocating.

However, I am holding this open. If it cools
and if it seems expedient, I will come. I think,
in a way, it would be better **NOT to come** - for
several reasons, the skivs and so on, and so on. But I
will hold it open. Jules will be there. I will be
here waiting, with a big jug of ice-lemonade for you
all. The alarms and excursions have been terrific with
staff - and it would be sort of ironical to have the thing
drop to bits, just the last day or so. So - I will
leave it like that - but may find the lure too
great. Will write again.

I am glad Kex, Bud and Eileen are to get off. I will
discuss my own plans when I see you. So much has happened
"inwardly" that I feel almost another person - and will
have to re-adjust to you first. Then plans -

I am getting R., if he can, to
move the day-bed, in studio, into the library. I am also
trying to get an office sign " engaged " to hang on the
door. It seems better to have a day-bed, I think,
as there will be the two of you. Then the Tee can sleep there
as his room is apt to be noisy with the <u>noisy</u> lift.

2.

Madame J. was here and sobbed over you,
and when could she see you. I said you would be sure to
want to see her - and would call her up. She brought
a nice American, who lives near, a Swiss/English
Swiss- Anglaise-Americano who leaves next door and a
sort of poor relation - the two ladies talked French but
English, the p. r. only French. The usual - stairs, stairs,
your
stairs. Your stair-case, Madame J. says is the most beautiful" in
the whole world, and each time, she feels more and more
so."
She says Kex has genius to have designed the
garden paths like that. It was incredible that he was not
a professional - was it not true however that his father was ?
Someone had blundered - no, no - it was indeed great genius -
incredible, how he loved elegance, richness, the red gladio-
gladiolus, the white lilies - etc. etc. Tell Kex.

They sobbed and melted - and swooned - 1
revived them with lemonade - they have mercifully gone.

Say au revoir and bon voyage to

Kex.

Tell the Puss that THE PUSS was
locked up, to spare Nora, but Nora didn't come, so the Puss
is out and head-hunting.

Greet the brothers.

I am letting stones rest.

The dragon lair is awaiting the Turtle -

Now the sun has flopped

Read enclosed and pass on to the
dogggggge. Please.

Sat.

this in the most frightful hurry, so that R. can get it
to La Toufè, in time for noon avion.

Thank you so much for your letters, two this morning. I
have everything in order, and will come of couse, wherever
it is - but, but, but -, I can not bear to have
the place drop to bits - and I suppose it is a
neurosis, I will come if POSSIBLE - do you know. I am
torn right in two, you will have had my letters, darling,
saying how worried I have been - there it is. I will
simply wait for word as to WHERE you come in. Jules is
all ready, has been for days. He will be ready to
go S. if you want.

I am putting big arm chair and couch in library for the Tee.
It will be lovely, we have also ordered a sign to hang on
the door.

I am speechless about your money arrangements darling Fido.
And this, I must talk over quietly, to see if it is RIGHT.
I must see you and the TEE. I am so completely upset by your
beauty - and you know that. I must talk this out first. My
dear, dear Fido. We will all do everything to "carry on"
(horrible expression) - but you know.!!
Garden is too, too wondrous.

Your rooms are all ready.
It will be too wonderful to see you
and there is always a lot to do in the garden. I know you
will find it restful and healing, -I KNOW THAT.
"I don't think - I know."

Darling Fido - all my love,
I had nice Tee letter, - tell him.

Sunday early.

Dear Rido,

I am posting photographs, and a book to Puss. I feel they may
not be wanted, but you can always leave things in my flat or
get done up and sent back. I am sending five letters,
two to you, three, to K.

I had a terribly sweet letter from John. Will you thank
him. I will answer it - later, I feel the place is
inundated with my screeds. I post the Times daily to
Fried. Tatlers and so on keep coming in,
all helps.

It is very hot, sultry - last night it rained, so good for
the garden, the first white lily is just beginning to
open, there are some hundred big buds in that bank now,
it will be marvelous in a few days, also the orange ones at the
bottom, are beginning to pop open.

I told the boys to wait about the stones - its none of it
pressing, it just keeps them interested, to feel I am
writing about their work. Emile has twined the sweet-
peas very nicely on some branches, much better. Robert
scurries like mad, about post, he is taking this in a few
minutes.

I feel your letter this morning is
morning normal and serene. I was very upset by the last
one, saying that about your dada. I know it's all right -
don't think my hunches are "morbid", I just dash them
off, thinking now and again a word will help you. I feel
you are getting things in proportion - Sir J. was so
RIGHT in everything and the end was especially wonderful.
It made it great and big and a sort of symbol to us all.
Instead of sad lingerings, I heard from Mouse, she said the
same.

I see Timmie Tues. again. I thought he was to finish. I
think he likes us coming for him.

I posted the vol. to Freud.

Please give T. my love. I feel perhaps your more
serene ( though you have been MARVELOUS all
along ) letter, is due to the uc-n help the idea of his
coming is giving you. I am SURE he will make the balance so
you can just go on. I was so interested in the second
service ; I know all feel this - as I do, as a sort
of tremendous father-symbol.

Very exciting about Puss marching in the procession. Its
been altogether a most momentuous time for the old Puss.

Tell her Peter& marches, a little sulky - but he
condescended to claw at me yesterday. He is mostly in
the wash-kitchen, when he isn't on the big-hunt prowl.

Much, much, much, much love to all. It is
difficult writing in a hurry so early with N. waiting.

R. is just a clown. You know, I quite miss him his
day out. He is all right if one is just blazing there -
but it's a job for a professional house-keeper. The

Q was a mere amateur, really - I wonder, by the way, if you
hear from her. What a joke about the mediums - and K.
as a florentine -

Love darling - and best to Turtle- it means everything to me
now, too, to know he is with you.

Give whatever messages you can - to your
poor mother. I will write her - but not in a rush like
this.

Everlastingly, the old,

Sunday.

Darling Fido,

I will send you another letter to-morrow, and probably, that
will get you before this. I want to repeat what was said
over the phone.

I have told Jules. I have a letter of credit, so if delay
with other mony's, I can cash in on that.

I will be there, unless something prevents - a big storm, or
something here. I am a bit neurotic about the house now-
I will explain, and also was upset about the boy -
but he is all right.

It be/w a gale last
night - now is cool and grey.

I want so much to see you, just to SEE you, before
saying absolutely YES to the south. Its necessary, Fido. I
have been hanging here, sort of disconnected, do you know - what
I say now is "disconnected" - once I see you, it will be
different. However :

I will want for some time, maybe for always,
to be absolutely here for you. That is and must be quite
clear. There is no question of "repaying" anything of what
your father did or allowed you to do for me. It is
a matter of expediency - I will talk to the Tee about it.

If you want me, just like a shadow, I
will be here - there. I am here. All the time. But a
close asss like this, is pretty terryfing. I want you to
have outside things - all the outside. That is why K. is
better at times, and better able to do for you, than I. But
I will "have this out" with the Tee. But I am here. All the
time. Will go south. Will stay here. But must, must, must make
connection first - must, must, must get it all on the rails.

Monday after tea.

Darling Fido,

I am so quiet and happy to-day.

I sent you the express letter to say that Julks and I
both seemed to agree that the trip for the crowd would
be tireing all round. Its made me happier,
as I feel I will be quiet and serene now for you all, here.

It is marvelous and fresh and cool now.

The garden to too lovely- banks of red and
coral gladiolus, and the white lillies.

Tell Puss that Peter is waiting for her.

I read " Angel " last night and liked it and
to-day, I found " A Cure of Fleh, " I like it so much.

( O how glad I will be for a new
ribbon - typing is sheer agony, but I know my writing would
be vile for you. )

We will have a sort of good but buffet-ish
lunch with wine ready for the Tee and lots of fruit and so
on - so that if you are late on the Thurs., it will be all
right - and if you don't get in at all, we will be able to
" do " with it, later.

I went up to Timmie myself. He is going
away. But he can see you Fri., Sat, Mon, and Tues. I judge
you will keep Julks then on the Fri. His room
looked beautiful - and he seemed glad to think you were due.
He wants you to come - gleefully - to fetch him at 10.
I think he has missed the car. I offered to come a few more
times, but I imagine he considered it "not done", unless I were
due

due