Jan. 1. -1933

Thanks for nice, long letter. I mention nothing to the Q except
what will get me off, from day to day, with least talk. I
mention nothing nach Wien, as I only write papa. The
atmosphere, to-day, is a little " less " ... because I have
simply dodged. Even these hypo-hides sometimes guess that
maybe, possibly, they have gone a bit too far. They
practically blackmailed me, as they went direct from Galb.
to a bum Vevey British dentist, who said Galb. had not
diagnosed the trouble properly. ( I have not even read to
to the tooth. Galb, as you know, is a world specialist, abd
diplomats go to him... but he was AMERICAN. ) I do think,
after my simply staring at their ragings yesterday (about how
rotten Galb. was and that he had made the trouble worse,) they
feel abit troubled, and are lying low. They are friends incarnate.
I do something queer to them. I jsut don't care how.
Only, don't be too " nice " to the q, as she quotes you
almost like Claire as having " promised " this and that. I
am off so soon now, and the experience has been psychologically
of value, but ....... never........ again! I agree about
Pup. Get France if you can. I think Pup does need to
leap about and to have girls to talk to. I agree. She will be
all right, I am sure, when I see her. I will of course, come
Genf. I will also come Paris, if I hear in time and so on. I
will tell Jules to hold himself ready for emergency. I told the
Q and Q Ltd. ( as K. calls them) that you would be back
soon, as it keeps them quiet. Just finished dinner with Miss
Watson and her frined. We drank no toasts, I kept them off it.
Thanks for all mags. , a great help.
Now please do not worry. Pup will be all right. I want simply

to have you back, and to make connection with you,
before I go to Wien. Don't worry, it's all right. I
have been so terribly un-nerved here, with two great
mares on heat, ramping round the house. But you will be
back. I take dope at night, and stay in my room, and take
long walks, and go to movies. But be very careful, do not let
them know I have been writing, and please lock me up
my letters. I don't trust Q around the corner. They talk of
incense, and of how " far " one can go, and so on. I
confess, I do not like it. Be very careful. She will
smarm over you, but be careful. Once bit, says a cat,
twice shy or twice claw-ful. I feel great power but one must
not cast ones for pearls ... and perhaps I had to have that crammed in
again, as a sort of " trial ", as I wrote Turtle, before this
final with Papa. Be good. I got Marcel to post one
letter to-day, I am going out now to drop this i-n box, they
will all arrive any old way, but I feel, I am in touch with
you. Thank you for this ... he is a ANGEL, and I do, believe me,
it goes on with little old 26.

Love, my own three darlings,

a bientôt, D. V.,

( Do not worry, all is calm, don't worry, darling Fitho. )

Extra special, after lunch.

Glory be, your wire was given me over telephone, and I
am off now to Vevey to send you an answer, to FLY. I want
you to come by air, BUT BE SURE IT IS SAFE!
More stop-gap news, the Queen 2nd is leaving, thank God on
Sat. I think she has hated the other one, and they are
blooooody awful. So she says, " will Mrs. M. understand that
I had a special message to come back, and ~~hot~~ realize that
I couldn't see her " etc. I made the usual polite speech, you
may just see her, she goes Sat., and I suppose you arrive
happy fields Genf, on Fri. or Sat. So, ~~it~~ will be ok 0-12
about the dooms.

They have pastor to tea, I stay out, ~~they~~ go out to-morrow,
so I will be dodging them all the time~~ now till your
return. Jules is waiting. I think the car would be expensive and
I don't want to tear up any roots, as I have to go now, so
soon, to Vienna. I will then come with car, the day
you tell me, and time you tell me, approximately to the
Field at Genf, huuuuuraaaaay! Pup will be all right, I
~~know~~. O glorrrrry be, O halelllluilia! O Gawd... O Fido,
O Dawg and O puss ... soon

soon

soon

Love and blessings and come~~by~~ air as soon as poss, and
Q 2nd is leaving Sat., O thank God, for you

you

you

Jan. 2. Mon. morning.

Fido.

For gawd, his sake, come back, Fido, it doesn't
matter how. I am sure Pup will be all right, she needs the
fresh air out here, and change back to norm. Q 2 says
she is now returning the 10th. That would be about Tues.
after your return. You would have the week-end only.
I can let Puss have my room if you like, or she can
go in yours and you in Rovers. We will have to be very careful
where we talk! As a matter of fact, I want to hear of YOU,
I don't want to discuss this balmy set out here. But please
hide or destroy all letters.

Enclosed please read and give Rover.

I will hold this open till after lunch, then take it out,
to Register, Express, Avion and so on! Only in a hurry to say
I have yours of this morning, about V. Hunt, great " dirt. "
Sun-light, garden lovely, but I am about " through " ,
... I will turn round and pack with your help, for now, I
am so enervated, I can't even contemplate the move.
The Queen went off early to the Lawyer, but I am so sick of
the subject, will have a dose of it with coffee ... and will
later report.

Lawyers office shut over New Year ....

Jan. 3.

I expect this will be almost my last letter. They have been
pretty monotonous lately, all the same, have kept you
informed of the moods and changes of Kenwin.

I went

Vevey for tea yesterday, said Madame J. had invited me, and so
missed the clergy. I see very little of the Hulls now.
I wired after lunch from Vevey, " FLY IF

QUITE SAFE LOVE. " I resume you will have got it. I
sent ordinary letter, but will probably express Avion
this one, as I will want it to get you. I will leave it open,
in case any late news comes through. I am about all in, not
tired or worried or ill, simply limp and washed out; I will
be so terribly glad for news of the great world and
normal sane conversation about things that matter. I, like
you, conclude that there is a terrible back-wash, like the
back-wash of a tidal wave, in England, the War-wave either
drowned or carried forward, or carried back. As the
back-drag is so dangerous, I do feel, more and more, how
perfectly right it is to go ON, the ps-a work has
simply saved me so far, though just after the war, I was
too busy digesting my own experiences, to want it. It
is necessary, to protect oneself, even if one does not want
to " dog-collar. " I will work however, toward some
porfessional status, as I think it more serious and also
I need it, and can be useful if necessary. The worst of
the Hulls is, they give one the low-down on such a mighty
force at work, this retrogressive force. But I think I am
out of it, high on the crest of the wave, no back-wash for me.

2.
This experience has made me appreciate more of your attitude to America, and shows up what good Chaddie has.
There IS no compromise, it is crest of the wave, drowning or back-wash!
I have the two cheques, but do not think I will need them, and I have the £25 as well, you sent me for Sloane.
I do hope yesterday you come Geneva. The boy here, the son of the clergy, is flying back to school, via Geneva, and came that way.
I shall of COURSE come to Geneva in the car, will take a book, and thermos, and I won't mind waiting at all. O, I AM SO HAPPY!
I don't want to TALK about the bitches, for a while. I want to hear NEWS of K. and all excitements. No, I didn't know that Ann Reid was dead. I want details. I did not terribly like her but she drab seemed caught by that monster, Wilkinson.

Queen

Bitch, 2 eventually had her tooth out. Things better. Long for you. I am off now to town, will probably stay there, as now they may be in for tea, after all.

Just tons of love. Robert is simply beaming at the idea of your retrun. O, I am so, so, so, so terribly glad. I will bring

water
thermos tea
brandy
fruit
sandwitches

in the car to the fields on

Fri. or Sat., or whenever you come. I hold myself in readiness for it, and will tell Jules to-day. I go now to Cooks, too, to ask time of oncoming planes, and will add a note in pencil to this, if possible.

I think of you to-day and have been trying to write your mother, I will soon.

Love and love and love and love, from a devoted purrerring old KAT.

Dearuss,
Peter is also purrerring like mad and has begun to wash his fur properly. It has been fairly grubby, in his rage, over the New Year, at being shut in.
Come back to KAT.

Wed. Jan. 4.

I just had your letter with cheque. I repeat :

Dec. 24, £25
Jan. 2, 1933 £ 10
ditto £ 10
ditto frs. 500 to H.D. Aldington

and to D. Hull frs. 500 on Montfout///
ditto

I have put away these first four, and will discuss them on return. I am giving Miss Hull hers, later. She is in bed now. Her sister is almost gone mad with her and had a long talk on and in, my bed this morning. I will be with C. Hull most of to-day and will get the " situation " clear with her, anyhow, she is terribly upset, as she thinks D. has an excellent job and more opportunities than any one she knows, and " she is blind, she spoils everything, but don't tell Mrs. M. " I am seeing Mural after lunch, as the telephone has been going. I simply stick to the story that Hull is a sort of guest, putting in a little work, as she does not want to be under obligations, but she is not paid. I will see you. I think, its almost uncanny and psychic. I don't think FISH likes Hull. But I am doing my best. You will be back soon. I have expressed letters and wired " fly-if-quite-safe-love. "

B will come to the fields at Geneva, unless I hear to the contrary. It would be difficult to come Paris, but I keep all funds in readiness and have informed Jules, we may go. Will you let me know, at the last, if you decide Paris, but as it is now Wed., I judge all O.K., and you are prepared to fly. It is much done. I discussed with Cooks. Renkowitz is still at Bank and I got over 50 francs on a Xmas cheque my brother sent, so I am all right without casing cheques yet. I will bring " high tea " for you to the fields and some mags. to read.

Destroy enclosed from Dorothy D. I will write, 2.
all our plans uncertain, I am only JUST marking time
to K and you,
now. Enclosed from E. White with Swiss stamp so he
must be back at Genf. I had one like it ; dumb!
I will leave this open and register, express after lunch. I have
had an enormous and continuous and very gay Xmas mail this year!

After lunch.

Long talk with Queen 2nd, who confess Q. is a " great problem ,
but don't tell Mrs. M. " It is high timely you were back, but
don't let any of this really bother you, its only old Queen wanting
to be " important ", sheer, " megello " and paranoia, the
turtle was right. I hate to have bothered you, my dear.

Best love, all round. I leave this open, in case I need to pencil
in last message. I am off to the lawyer. Q is in bed.

I love all you write and I have all directions re voyage to Paris,
in case I do come. I am holding my time and my mind open.

Love to old Ken-the-Klondike. Best to old Puss and
bon-voyage. Chees-eers - soon

99

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Sooooooon come to you, old,

old

Strausburg for 20 minutes.

Fido dear and dearest Kex, never was there such a wrecked cat as when it realized at the last what it had with it and what might happen. It ran round and round its little box in circles, got undressed, arranged the "you know what" in spectacle cases, then got it out, hit it in linings, then went mad, got undressed and thought again. It was a kold kat, it got undressed and tied "it" up in a blue hanky, then ties the hanky to its under-wolly. Then it went to bed. Then it went mad again, and imagined all sorts of dure acts. Then it thought sheep as a lamb, and got a pin and made a sporan, right "inside, H.D." Then it lay stiff and cold and like a corpse in its coffin, and prayed to Fish, went on and on praying to FISH. Then about one the mothersill began to wrok, and kat was so tired, it just dropped to a doze. Then came the customers, switched on the light, I sat up in my green beech pyjamas, listlessly pushed a strand of marcel wave out of one eye, gazed bland into the face of a charming hungarian-austrian with suave blue-hazel eyes, who said indeed, was it possible that the more than gracious lady had any money mit. Marlene gazed and said something in the Queen's French, and "wo bin ick ? ?" Then dazedly, "act"and produced the little old money purse that held the few silver pieces and two notes, flung at open and the money on the pillow. Ah, ah ... the too, too gracious lady, all was in order. Freind Officer then inspected the room from another camera-angle and remarked, " did not the gracious lady not think that the

so exquisite and exotic flowers were not truly
grundlich good for the gracious health in so small a
compartment... so beautiful were the blumen, but were
there good for the gracious highness ? " Then with a
click of heels, he left Marlene alone on the
Shanghi Espress.

Well... fortunately I was too sick to put
in a curl paper , so all surprised I was for a change,
no Fazenda but Marlene entire... I feel I have
"personsl " it, a feeling I have not for a long time, on
the horizon, had.

The old fat porter keeps telling me this is Strausburg.

I may be able to dash out with this, if not it will go
just as quickly from Vienna. I had a good breakfast.

How terribly good you were to me last night.

Later.

Stop press.

Extra late edition.

bed-room

O mein Gott. The telephone just rang and the porter
sobbed that Doctor Freud had called HIM up just now,
(about six) to say that the gracious madame was
to go to-morrow at five. What a glorious time for an hour
if true, it hardly seems possible. The porter
congratulated me on the extreme excitement and honour.

This is really too too too too epic-making. O, Fido and Dawg you must
come here, it will make you scream, Fido more than a Dog I
guess. I am sticking this down now and sending it out at
once so as to catch whatever possible first train it
can.

P.T.O.

Dear Rover .... will you please thank Fido for
the note just brought up with labels by a booBooY with a
cap over on ear but I think " too big" for N.D. The place
is very proper with a swing, you know, Lethargic and
young doctors and pretty girls who type in their
bed-rooms... and lots of come and go, really a real
hotel and great fun ... only they have long tables. I
will probably pass right out, only of course there may be
very few eaters.

My darling Dog, I love the paw scrape. Will you read
Fidos letter too, I am terribly balmy but so happy.
Much much more later from your old indistimnguishable
untouchable
KAT.

Wed. after lunch.

I am very perturbed over your wire, darling Fido. I yesterday sent a wire off about 4 on arrival, as I feared I would not be able to call you up, and a wire would have been as quick. This morning a notice came that it had not been received, so I was horrified, and at once sent off another, to Macpherson, Closeup, Vevey. The first was just Closeup Vevey, which I thought we had all discussed ad nauseum, as being enough. Well, here is your form, I will wait now a little while and perhaps send it off later. It has upset me so much. Otherwise, all is well. Will you let me know time you receive letters and how many. I posted one in hotel last night as it was wet outside, and I did not know where box was. Now I have found a near box, so will go down in a minute and put this in the box, and will/after this, I had a walk to-day, it is very "university", half this part of Wien, is taken up with university, and people keep asking me if I am Artzstudent. I say %I am with a friend who is, " meaning you. I have not dared mention papa yet to outside, I will after this hour, I am due at five. I walked down Berg street to see his house and found it, with his name up and floor 3-4. It is inside a sort of apartment entrance, I wonder if it is the same. I had to but another golosh, I was a nass to leave my old snow-boots, but now am complete with some new cast-iron rubbers. I have had long talks with everyone. I like this part of Vienna so much. They seem to take for granted that I am working. The place is full of Sorbonne, talking french with little ribbons, and old, old Chirons in pince-nez. Its all artz, artz and stud

student with smart university ladies and various degrees
of having-arrived, and bows and scrapes and gnadidges.

I am perfectly at home, more than almost anywhere.

I feel still a little on thin ice, till after the first
hour. I am writing Alice with this. I really can't be
burst across till I do make the connection. I could not sleep
last night and got up at 3 and walked around and around. I
was not sick but suddenly felt cut off and marooned. Then
I took a cibalgine and slept and breakfast came on good time.

We have separate tables but long, so that the corn-belt
sits down one remouve, however, they don't talk. There is
rhotarian conf-belt, Sorbonne in various degrees of
intensity, Schnitzler herr-progessors complete with
university-lady, in various stages of decrepitude and
distinction, American doctors with wife and child (the
Williams menage repetaed to the nth.) I do not lack for
excitement, but as I say and repeat, I must just lie
low till after five.

at the desk
I have put half my money and passport etc. in a separate
little safe. I suppose it will be all right, I couldn't
do better any how. I keep half the swiss with me, but will
depose of more of it later. I have changed swiss at the
desk, they just work it out 30 schilling to 20 francs, and
I let it go at that, I suppose there is a little margin the
their ad, but it is convenient. So far, I have not paid
out much; take half pension.

I am making terrible mistakes, please don't mind. I felt
pretty shaken altogether by this sudden change. I am sure
it is the very right thing for me as it is so very
Philadelphia-Bloomsbury.

The old gent where I got my rubbers came out
of his shop at the order of his Frau to show me
a restaurant where "ladies" went, artzstudenten.
It is about ten minutes walk from here by a little
park, I will probably go there as I had lunch in. I
take either lunch or dinner in, which is a pleasant
arrangement, so I can take turn and turn about. There is
Dolores del Rio in a film opposite this pub, a south
sea affair, awful, K. you must know it. I may stop
in after supper to-night, if I feel like celebrating.
I will, of course, write you everything in detail to-morrow
morning or to-night.

My flowers look lovely. I was so happy for a note from
Puss, then the one from you and Rvr. thank you so very,
very much both of you, envelope with a St. Gotthard
dog-fido, very appropriate. Yes ... there are turtles
here too... it's all too funny and familiar.

My owl looks at me so cosy-ly-y in my books.

My dears, how can I thank you for all you did, and
now this horror of no wire, you were right of course
Fitho, I should have had Alice and she would have
put it all through, but I am sure it is better for me
to have this direct contact, really, do, do forgive

me when I am a snarly cat. I will bite out the burrs
and be a good cat-on-the-mat for ever and ever amen, after

this.

It was sweet of you both to write to me!

Give love to Puss. I will put on my rubbers and drop
this at once and will know in a hour whether that
second wire got through, if that come back I shall
be so sick... and will possibly send this anyhow to
another addres, Kenwin, Burier or something, it, too
sad-mkking.

O darlings, all this triumph and terror. But its all
coming right, just a little cat trot down
berg-street after tea, and then all will be cat-heaven.

Love to Puss, love again and
regrets for the delayed wire, it was my first act on
arrival ....

"blessings"

lizards

"the grail is with us"

constantinople

KAT.

Wed. after dinner.

March I.

I wrote Alice, and will see her, at her convenience,
to-morrow or day after.

I staggered down Berg Gasse, having timed it to take about
ten slow minutes, or eight fast, this morning.
The entrance was lovely with wide steps and a statue
in a court-yard before a trellis and gave me time to
powder, only a gent with an attaché case emerged and looked
at me knowingly, and I thought, "ah - the Professors
last " and found the door still open from his exit, to
let enter cat, who was moaned over by a tiny stage-maid
who took off the gun-metal rubbers and said I should not wear
my coat. I stuck to the coat, was ushered into waiting
room, and before I could adjust before joyless-street
mirror, a little white ghost emerged at my elbow and
I nearly fainted, it said "enter fair madame" and I did and
a small but furry chow got up and came and stood at my
feet. God. I think if the chow hadn't liked me, I would
have left, I was so scared by Oedipus. I shook all
over, he said I must take off my coat, I said I was cold,
he led me around room and I admired bits of Pompeii in
red, a bit of Egyptian cloth and some authentic
coffin paintings. A spynx faces the bed. I did not want
to go to bed, the white " napkin for the head " was the only
professional touch, there were dim lights, like an
opium dive. I started to talk about Sachs and Chadd,
and my experience with ps-a. He said he would prefer me to
recline. He has a real fur rug, and I started to tell him
how turtle had none, he seemed vaguely shocked, then
remarked, "I see you are going to be very difficult. Now

although it is against the rules, I will tell you something:
YOU WERE DISAPPOINTED AND YOU ARE DISAPPOINTED IN ME.

I then let out a howl, and screamed, "but do you not realize
you are everything, you are priest, you are magician." He
said, "no. It is you who are poet and magician." I
then cried so I could hardly utter and he said that I had
looked at the pictures, preferring the mere dead shreds of
antiquity to his living presence. I then yelled, "but you
see your dog liked me, when your dog came, I knew it was
all right, as it would not have liked me if you had not."

He said, "ah, an English proverb but reversed, like me and you
like my dog." I corrected him, "I love me, love my dog" and he
growled and purred with delight. He then gave me a long
speech on how sad it was for a poet to listen to his bad
English. I then howled some more and said he was not a person
but a voice, and that in looking at antiquity, I was
looking at him. He said I had got to the same place as he
we met, he in the childhood of humanity - antiquity -

I in my own childhood. I cried some more and the hour was
already more than half gone. It was terrible. I
go now at five regularly. I could not tackle him about
money but will try to-morrow. He is not there at all,
is simply a ghost and I simply shake hands over and cry.

He kept asking me if I wanted the lights changed. He
sat not at all, but on the pillow and hammered with his fist
to point his remarks and mine. I am terrified of Oedipus

Rex. What am I to do? He finally made me stand
beside him and said though I was taller, he was nearly as
tall. I had said maybe I was disappointed that he wasn't
was not a giant, as that made me grown up; in my

dreams now I was always a child. We compromised... but he

3.

seemed to have won. Then I got as far as the door
and the professor said" ah" and there, snug under the
rug, were my bags ( I had taken two small ones
instead of a big one ). So I did win after
all, he saw then that I was not disappointed in
him ... but I was all too awful, I shall never
get over Oedipus and I go to-morrow and on and on. He
is terrible, dope and dope and dope. We talked of
from America
race and the war, he said I was English, and that was not
difficult, "what am I?" I said, "well, a Jew -"
he seemed to want me to make the statement. Then went on
to say that that too was a religious bond as Jew was
the only member of antiquity that still lived in the
world. He said, "in fragments." O Lord... you said he
would not talk and he talked half the time and he would
not let me lie and dream and made me talk, not with
T. and Chaddie, I was never at a loss for a word,
but this old Oedipus Rex has got me... I told him so,
sobbing, and said I had not cried in the other hours. O
Lord, write me!

This is to you both... I can't think of you separate as you
both saw me off... O Gawd!

Then I couldn't come back as I was sobbing so.

I found a most exquisite old, old woodbine where
they serve white wine and apples, off a courtyard through
snow. I asked some girls in a bake-shop for a restaurant
for "ladies". They showed me this white is a real old
old trouvaille, I doubt if even Alice knows it, O
marvelous with old mellowed brown paintings on the wall
and such apples. Well... come tommies I will show you
that "Wien and der Wein" still exists, so funny. How did
it happen that I feel in on that? No film has ever done

more... it is the old stuff that people say is non-
est. Come to Wien... in lilac time.

This is silly, hysterical and mad. There was no returned
wire, so I judged you had it, so did not send your
pre-paid. If the return "not known" comes to-morrow, I
will get them to call up the house.

Must stop, the dog is called
yo-si or fi-yo or something Chinese. It came and
sat in a chair at my feet... but I suppose it is
trained to give the analysands confidence. Anyhow ...
long live Oedipus.

Love to all and sundry. I don't dare write in
a frivolous and lightsome manner except to you two.
Tell T. what it means to me, Dr. F. spoke of him and
he knew of Chaddie but didn't want me to talk of
them.

Love to old Puss, tell her about it and the
It is faun and buff.
Chow.

Mar. 2.

Fitho darling, " Mrs. Birlingham seems to be a Viennese
by-word. A. told me when her brother finally learned she
was to do ps-a, he said , " Ah - you will be another
Mrs. Birlingham. " A. is busting herself to learn that
I have an introduction , but she is raking the quarter
for dirt first. It appears these Americans are,
with a few musical exceptions, ALL, en masse, attending the
psychological and psycho-analytical lectures at the
university, and anyone who gets within ten miles of Papa
is a sort of minor god-in-the-machine. Mrs. B. seems to
be papa's super-dragon. Now I feel I really must have a
look in as she seems even to have bit the Turtle. I think
it possible that she stage-managed papa's finances at the
end of the war, in the best Bryher manner, and has since
constituted herself his dragon-in-chief. A. does not
know, she does not know if her brother knows, no one seems
to know, but the sheer whisper of the magic words
" Burlingham " sends people scuttering. Alice and I
are both quite sure that already a slight aura has got
about and it will be fatal if I go to call on Mrs B. It
will then be, " at that Mrs. Aldington, you know, she
another Mrs. Burlingham. " However, as soon as I hear
SOMETHING of what the Burlingham consists of, I will
climb past papa's door, one day and beard the drago in its
lair, a flight up. There is a room to let next
papa, that I would like to take, A. says there is a
nice pension there. Do you think you will be coming,
dear Frimbo ? Papa does not take any vacation, maybe
one or at most two days over Easter, that is all, so it won't
be worth my while to move. Let me know if you think you may
be coming and I will be on the look-out for a little place,
or not ... as you want. I feel this is really a little
expensive. You see A. got me a beautiful room, not asking

I have so far only written Cole, but will
send cards over week-end. But PLEASE
broad-cast everything you want, to Turtle,
to Chaddie, to anyone, anywhere, anytime ...

the price and it is 12 S, and the half-board,
2. is another S. 5.50. I am not moving from this room
to a smaller as it is so terribly cosy, but I thought maybe
in about two weeks, I might go to a smaller place in
Berg Street or near; there are a number, all well known.
But I won't do anything in a hurry, and would wait for your
advice anyhow. A. said rather hungry-ly, when I told
her of my Swiss notes " there would be many people now,
glad to get hold of those notes for the profit on
exchange. " I said, " dear Alice, you take them ", She was
then very upset. She told me not to go to Dr. Sachs nephew
for advice as her brother was working for a bank, and would
do it. I told her to let her brother give me the normal
exchange, and then make a little profit if he could
extra for himself. A. was shocked yet excited at the same
time. He brother is to go into the matter. They all seem
to be very sweet people, and I am to go to the house one
day soon. A. was anxious to take me last night, but I
thought I better see Trudy first.

I had rather an upsetting time with papa as he was very
excited and pleased that I had been born in Bethlehem. He
said " Bethlehem- Bethlehem - that accounts for everything."
He seemed interested in the early candle-service and gave me
a little lecture on the phallic significance of the lighted
candle, and said of the early Moravian service as I
described it, " that is the heart of true religion. "
I was shattered and had some filthy dreams after all that
exaltation, last night, but I look forward to to-day.
Its all very uncanny, much more " magic " than I had
collection anticipated, a case of green and blue antique Greek and
Crete-like glass jars in another case, there is so much
I can't take it all in. He is like an old, old bird,
he jerks out his arm, commandingly like a terrific
old hibou sacre, it scared me to death. He is so old and
so majic and so sweet. I find myself chirping to him in

(in my mind-) like as if he was Bill or
the cat, " little , old, old, old, old papa -
dear little old, old papa. " He keeps telling
me to speak out what is in my mind, but I don't, just
lie there and chirp to him ( in my mind) " little , old ,
old hibou. You are nothing but a little old, old owl. "

I can never thank you, Fido, for this experience... at
the moment, it is too much to speak of ... but please
realize always what a very, very, very proud and grateful
cat it is, purrrrrrrring away from five to six daily , like
mad!

Thank you for Dorothy W., just come, splendid over Sunday.
I do to-day, mercifully, and always 6 times per week.
There is a stunning photo of the Turtle in the waiting room,
next in honor to Abraham. Turtle is a beau of the
nineties, with high collar, no chins, terribly dandy-of-
the-period; he must have been a very smart shiny
brushed up polished terrapin of a Turtle of the period.

Can you send me Shephedd of Israel off my shelf ? I want
to re-read it and lend to Alice.

"ews of A. in Kex letter. She is a darling and much
changed, but I fear Wien has a subduing effect on her.
MUCH love to the old, old, old Mouse. What a collection of
sacred white animals we are getting. I feel we should
have a new white-Bill to add thereto!

May Pup be petted and cuffed and told her "darling mother"
will welcome her at any time to the fold of Wien und der Wei
and the student-corpse.

Love and much more love and thanks and
grüssgott and all that from a very puffed-out,
sacred

Mar. 6. Monday.

The paper has come, dear Fiend, but no letter this
morning, I suppose it is the Sunday post inbetween. I am
glad Rvr. is getting, or has got, off. I went out
last night vaguely for a walk along the Ring str. and
found after a half hour, I was on top of the opera
so chanced it, and climbed the stairs for the opening
bars of Sigfried at 6. It went on till II, but I
had had and bread and beer and chocolate along with the
student-mob, then went after the second act, got home
just before 10.
I slept all right but got up
so, as it is grey and raining, this
morning, I feel a little limping and subdued. I also am living
very, very cerebristically, have clicked like mad with pap
papa, since embarking on the Scilly Isles and the Fish

Notes. He looks a very wise old owl and shrugs with his
left shoulder -wing and says " each, later, I will explain
all that - it is very simple. " However, I must say
he is an exquisite old fish-pppa and seems most excited
over the life-in-myth that I seem to have had "pockets "
of, what with Bethlehem, all the Greek cult and the
fish experiences.
He seems very interested in the

Fido and its fido-mind. I will be waiting so
eagerly to learn just when you do think you may be
coming. Please, please do, do, do, do come to Wien in lilac
time. I am sure you would benefit, if only for a little
while, and I would so love to have you. I wanted to make the
plunge alone, as you know, but now I HAVE clicked,
I am all so anxious for a little light dog-relief in the
way of a flea. I read the Dorothy W. book, it is
very good, soothing and lovely, not so exciting as V.H.,
but sound and very sustaining and a good antidote for all
this brain-wave of mine.

I repeat : I am sorry this note is so dull. I
will probably be over-charged again with the dope at
five, and the meantime, will brouse along. I will be
anxious to know if you think I should move to
a cheaper room, this is very, very nice but I am
a little worried. I have, however, no worry about actual
money - but is it right ? I take no baths, don't want
to sit in the strange tub, but have wash all the water
morning, the water is very, very hot, and the
excellent drinking water on tap everywhere. I drink
beer with meals, don't want wines, have a tiny nip of
brandy at night, one tends to dope on coffee here as in
New York. It is like Philadelphia, more however ...
very "university"

I wrote Aunt Laura a long letter, have not yet got down
to Chaddie and Eileen and Stephen but would be glad if
you would broadcast for me.

Alice will probably dash in again to-day or to-morrow. They
are hoping to go off on a trip over week-end.

Love to old Russ and Peter-the-puss.

Tell Mouse how we all ate ham at the "dinner."

I wish she were here and thought of her.

Greet the Quek from the untouchables!

March 7.

Thank you so much for the two books, just come, Kapek
and Frazer, they are exactly the sort of thing I want, the
Frazer looks terribly exciting and I will perhaps hand it on the papa or Mrs. B. The Kapek will be delightful.
I got the Tatler too and the New York Times. You have
been most thoughtful. I take the Times to the table
now at noon, as it saves bother with the little news-man who
comes in daily and I don't like refusing him, but with
paper of my own, its all right. These will last me a

good long time, as I read slowly here and write many notes.
Papa scolded me yesterday, (about as much cross as Bill,
he is delicious,) because I would not lie down for pg-a.

He has made me cry so terribly and I don't want to cry, its
awkward leaving the flat and I can't come back to the
hotel" like Niobe all tears. " But I suppose I will have
to lie down and sob, if lord-god-all-mighty says so.

Thank Puss for her really beautiful letter, so full of
"diet" in the best Fido manner. You see what DOES happen
to the Quek when one is alone, you see what it was like for
me over Xmas. But I am terribly amused by all your
description... it IS so exactly what went on over Xmas.

Its really paralyzing, isn't it ? Please remember I
am here, and of course, want to see you, but if you like it
Kenwin, I do think, too with you, it would be more fun
to get away later. I told you papa has no vacation to count,
maybe two days or even only one. He smoked a cigar
yesterday, I was so happy, as I thought he could not smoke.

I was met at the door this time by Anna's hound, who
is not pretty as pretty as the Harris BOOM, a nice dog, but
he or she barked at me like mad and the other little
chow looked on but was affable. I suppose there is

much dog-politics in that house, but frankly, I am
for fi-yo, every time. Fo (or yo ) is more like
small cinnamon bear, the only chow I ever really
liked, small and not like the usual . It may be a very
good one ("famous " as A. says ) or else a slightly
other breed, small, faun coloured, face like a small
bear and pads about like a small bear, too. I do not
like the shape nor the colour nor the size of Anna's dog
at all. BOOM , I fear spoiled me.

I will send Kex a line from time to time, tell him so, will you, and a short resume of news this end, as I know you will be writing before I do. What are those small bears called in the zoo, that climb or stand up ? Himlayia honey-bear, is it ? And is that a humming-bird hawk-moth, we used to see at the grand terrace ? I wanted both those names for papa, but could not find them in my dumb brain.

I passed a de lux art shop and saw a familiar face, looked
and it was an etching of papa, very impressive. I told him
of it and he said it was the only single picture of
himself he had ever " accepted " and got a book with it in,
to show me and ask me to identify the enlargement I saw.
I will of course, dash in soon to the shop and ask the price.
Papa said I had a most interesting face to watch but
he could not " read " it... la, la, la. I would be
impressed only I burst into tears ... funny. Well, I suppose
this is my do-or-die. Anyhow, I am well, happy, sane,
sobbing.

Love darling Fiend, and thanks always, always, and give
Puss a lot of love and thanks for her letter. I think A.
would love a black cap, I told her Puss knitted them now.

March 8. Wed.

Thank you so much, for the package; its paper for
me to write out a MSS on, for a series, Marianne and E.P.
are in, the MSS to be photographed, then sold in special
editions, etc, rather fun, but I can't do it here, I am
afraid. Please open all letters etc. Also enclosed for gas
at 26, I will go to at once, lest Rvr find himself
shivering in his tub sans boiler.

I saw A. for a few minutes before my hour yesterday, she
said she did not start to write you, as it would mean
"volumes" and she had not the time, yet felt she did not
want to write you a small letter when she had so much to say.

I said I would explain as Br understood these little
ps-a excrescences! I am taking A and her sister to my
little wine-shop on Fri. to dinner, as A. liked it so
much. I will try to write Trudy; write her if you want,
just say I have been so absorbed in F. " but will
be sending her a line. Yes ... I have been reading the
London and Berlin papers in the cafes and .... and ... I
feel too it is " difficult " to express myself, as there
are here a few bands too, of Nancy Curnards friends -
you know those boys " Nancy " cultivates. They are
positively alarming, though all quiet and all that. But
it is the LOOK of them, though not very many. Yes ...
I write no one in Berlin, but thank you for sending me the
news through Trudy. I took a long, long walk last evening
after ps-a, along the ringstr., it was calm and very mild,
now it is a little foggy again, but not cold. I love my
room but have inquired at desk about cheaper one; I think I
may move, if they can give me a cheaper one on the square,
if not, will stay here, for the moment. I have plenty of
money, its only with all this upsetting business, I
feel I should be as economical and careful as poss.

Enclosed Marianne and Turtle... both most
interesting : please convey greetings.

The old OWL is really an old, old, old,
thousand-year old Tom-cat!

Can you find me the Times Book Review of
a few weeks past, with a portrait of D.H. Lawrence ? It
is a full face, there are two in the number, one a small
one in an advt. at the back. I was talking to papa
about his book ( or rather I intend to ) The
Man who Died. If you do not keep all the Times Reviews,
then just snip out the pictures. I would like to cut out,
if poss. the two pictures, as I have now an engraving
oddered of Sig. Freud, the beautiful one he too likes.
There is a point here, that I have been going over with him.

I was very happy yesterday " plus calme ". He is just
busting his cat-whiskers with joy over Chiron. He
tilles me very privately " O you will not mention this "
just what he thinks of Chiron. Its all very slime-y, very
dirt-ful. Yes, I do, do, do hope you come, but O, it
would be dreadful if you were not happy here. You do what
you think. Do not be lonely or "put upon " ( to use Mrs.
Irvine's historic phrase ) by that old dement, the QUEX.

I shall be here, as thou knowest, and always so, so
terribly happy to see you. I have found still another
cafe with piles and piles and piles of papers and
magazines. People go and sit, sit, sit. They have mostly
alcoves, so one is completely private yet public, a
typically Viennese arrangement. I am now very
anxious to get a proper large-type dictionary and work
away at current Viennese. I read a most fascinating vers
yesterday, per example, about a Smetterling affair
and how it was interrupted, and only knew half the
words. Also papa is featured in book-shops and much
filthy literature, and I want to wallow. I am very, very
released and happy, dearest Fitho.

I live in my Jaeger coat, sit in it, work in it, all but
go to analysis in it. Give Puss much, much, much love,
please. More and more, do keep well, darling Fiend.

Thurs. March 9.

Do you know, Fido, I think I alone appreciate your
staying with the Queen in order to see what NEXT . There
is something positively lurid about her, and she has a
sort of twisted, lurid, awe-ful fascination. Only,
please don't let her boa-constricter you to death one
fine morning. I can see a flea-Fido getting just so
near to the Gorgon, and maybe being suddenly seized by
her double row of smilingly flase-teeth. Do, do be careful.

You are very naughty about that cheque to Jaeger, as
my dear, I have already paid the spring rent, and anyhow one
has to write to a special central address. Now Fido, you
are very bad and I appreciate it, but we must keep a look-
out to see there is no double crossing. Either they will
return your cheque ( they are of course insuperably
honest ) or they will keep it for the SUMMER quarter.
But please make a note of this. I sent my cheque to the
center-address they wrote me to send to :The Secretary,
Jaeger Co. Ltd., 95 Milton St., E.C. 2. Just
to see that the cheques are not lost, keep a record of
this. I sent mine in just before leaving. But it is, I
agree a cozy big-rum though Rvr is all too, too welcome
to it for the present. I suppose he too will meet Nancy
and have a completely new lease of life a Londres. I
think Buddy's letter, is most, most exciting. I will
return it later. He DOES write well in letters.
Thank you for the Tatler and the picture of Cuthbert ...
WHAT a bunch!

Papa bit my tail almost off, O, so very, very
delicately, like a scorpion-flea yesterday. He did not
like me looking at my watch, but as his clock is in the corner at ones back, one has to. After all, I thought they
had clocks in view, a la Chaddie, and I believe, the Turtle.

What a triumph, that lecture of H...ger.
Trust you to dig out dirt on the lake
sedge ...

2.

Not so, papa. One is not to see the time, one is not
to look at ones watch, it meant an ill sorts of dire
and daibolic things, on my part ... that I was
really not happy on his couch, that I really wanted him to
die, that I really wanted to die myself, that I
really did not believe the analysis would help me and so
on, and so on ... my dear, I was a wreck. To end with, he
told me very, very, very sweetly that of course, one
intrepretation of ANY thing with a person like myself
was not sufficient, that then must be " two or
multiple intrepretations. " O my god, talk of the
two-faced oracle of Delphi... Papa has a hundred.
So, I left feeling rather sick, rather ill, rather
forlorn ( also he told me he did not really like cats,
but dogs .... ) and so and so ... I went to a new
café ( there is one on every corner and two on some )
and read mags, working at German; I am getting a proper
readable dictionary to-day.

Will you give K. what seems right in the way of news. I
have NOTHING to keep from K., but don't know that
I want my sacred papa and all this, chewed over by
Nancy and the whiskey-set. However ... I leave it
ENTIRELY to you. It might be well to be, as the
Queen would say, " a fool for Christ. "

Shepherd" has come, thanks so much, it links up so well
to my late-found Moses-fantasy!

Glad Buddy liked that book, will you write him all and
everything of me that seems to YOU fitting!

Thank Puss for her VERY dear letter. I am
answering. Will you please tell her to send me the
official ADDRESSES if she can get them, of banks etc.
for post. I will pin up the list of places she copied over
my calendar, tell her!

Friday, March 10.

Thank you for cuttings, excellent dirt on R.A. I will find the cutting and photo. useful for ps-a. Send along anything else you may see of Cuth. Also the other news item most helpful .... BUT Fido, you would not know me, I spend all my time buried in newspapers. I have only to enter the smart cafe here, when the whole staff rushes forward with the London Times, Daily Mail usw.

Also here, in a hotel, I lunch regularly with the Paros or Vienna N.Y. Herald. There are several little joints where they have only Austrian and German papers and I go to them deliberately for my German. I have embarked on a book and am getting a novel I saw on papa's table, and am happy, really happy, working on German. I say, you would not know me. I will have more to write from outside to-morrow as I take A and her sister out to-night.

I am afraid my " dirt " is monotonously Berg-gasse-ish.

However, this is the chance of a lifetime, and I collect

and note all papas remarks, which may be useful
ammunition against the world, for all time. I want you to
write K all you think BEST, but some bits, I think should
for the moment, be kept in strict ps-a circles ....
for instance, the historic remark that papa made after I
told him yesterday about

"Ah - I always thought - between OURSELVES - that that man's work was inconclusive and in some way he must be SEXUALLY IMMATURE. AND NOW I KNOW. "

Well - so far am I purrrring. So far have I
contributed to the occult and arcane and most secret
gayety of nations BUT - you know you must be
careful as papa is most slim-y-ly dirt-ful and says,
" now you have been so frank with me, I will be frank with
you - between ourselves - " and out comes some

I looked at some cheaper rooms but as
the difference was only two schillings a day,
I thought I just couldn't bear to give
this one up, as it has the original
Joyless Street Venetian blinds, and I had
my first transference dreams here ... but
I may move later, but not from hotel room

scorpion-flea monsel. He is a sort of flea Fido, it is dreadful, really. I wanted him to be a cat, but he does not like them, worships dogs and is a sort of flea-Frimbo. I gave him a terrible shock as this is funny. My TRANSFERENCE seems to have taken place and what is it ? This / - Chiron, big and remote and dumb is father-symbol and papa is a sort of old Beaver. Isn't that odd ? Well, there is the language of course, and his being small and delicate (woman) and having lots of friends and relatives (family, analysands) and so on. But papa was too sweet, when I told him of my constipation, he beat the pillow and said, " but you are very clever. " [Cat tail waving, cat purring its whiskers off.] He said he suspected it, then he said, in the best small-dog manner, " but - to be perfectly frank with YOU - I do not like it - I feel so very, very, very MASCULINE. " He says he always feels hurt when his analysands have a maternal transference. I asked if it happened often, he said sadly, " O, very often. "

He keeps bringing out the most lovely old Tanagras and archaic Greek and Egyptian statuettes. He showed me a coptic clay dog that is just like Fi-yo, someone had brought it to him from Berlin (adoring analysand, obviously) as " he was struck with the likeness to my dog. " So evidently Fi-yo is one of the regular features. The clay dog was amazingly like Fi-yo, the same colour, too. I suppose papa has to have a female dog as he is so very, very normal. I said the usual Egyptian statue of dog was long and thin, off he rushed to the other room, drags out a wooden, old Egyptian dog to show me, terribly Fido-dog world. Please tell Rvr. about these dogs and all else except remarks about the whiskey-set isn't to be let in on this Rvr. might inadvertently tell them!

3.

How too dreadful about Mundell - but it doesn't
bear thinking of. I don't worry about Dorothy coming
to London now. But poor old Rover and how flea-cruel of
you to send that wire! HOW he will be hurt in the tail.
Give best to Mouse and Watson. Don't worry about
Wien, I am so sunk now to my lowest, am very content, only
there IS place for you, and there ARE newspapers and books.
By the way, I have plenty of books now, for a long time,
as I am trying to put aside time for working and reading
German, and I am slow at it and dumb but it is good for
my "transference ". I enclose Jaeger note, file with your
receipts. Please write ANYTHING you want to Turtle.
And tell him I say so and am always entirely devoted
to him for himself and for what he has done for a flea
Fido ... but, but, but the slime of Berg Street!!!

Cuthbert's book must be a yell, I think Katha is Hilda,
Aeaga
note he meets her in a pseudo-Greek island and does not
see her for 13 years; I expect he is getting his knife
into Bgt. now! Cuth and "what he will do with
what he knows " is nothing, nothing I tell you to a
psyched cat on the prowl. Remember that and lift
up your heads, O ye gates! I think N.D. and I should
collaborate! Give him much love when you write and hint at
the Berg Street slime!

Quex WOULD want that paper, it's very net. Two letters
from you this morning. Such good company over my early
coffee. Over-slept this morning ... have to tell papa
to-day that I follow my
dream-trail ... I don't like telling this to papa.
Much love darling. Yes, come LATER nach Wien, it gets
better now every day, come later and we will make a
Roman holiday.

Love to old, old Puss. Give her discreet dirt about the toys.

P.T.O.

I found a photo. shop with some slime poses on post-cards of die Bergner. I have haunted the place, been there three times and it is always locked. They say at the shoe-shop next door, " it opens sometimes at 4 " and at the fruit-shop on the corner, " you might get in if you come after 7" usw. I wanted to send you a packet of these love-objects ... and will, if I can ever get in. I have seen Berger only in this one shop but they have a lot ... black-mail or something, I suspect!

March II, Sat.

I went to my little old wine-hall, and A. and Clara
blew in about 7. Clara is very, very pretty with
blue eyes and the most entirely boy-face I ever saw in
my life, really quite amazing, not chi-chi nor elf like
Bergner, but simply like a very decent straight boy, and
her manner is the same. A. ordered her about and kept
correcting her English in a governessey manner, till I
finally butted in and said she must not interfere when C
was talking to me. C was a little over-excited, I
suppose these Win-ites are. She talked of you, of P.
of Peter, of Kenwin, they all want you to come. I said you
might, at Easter. A. told me a long tale of how Dr. J.
was trying to interfere in her private life and I said
" good, Freud says you can't be helped unless you
have a real resistence. " All I tell her of F. goes back to
Jeckels and then where? Anyhow, Wien is small and cosy in
a dirt-way I can grapple with. Clara sold Mrs. Freud
a cook book as Heinrich Mann was visiting them and she
wanted some special dish for him. Then the dish was made
amd Mann liked it and Madame Freud came back to the shop
to tell Clara that Heinrich Mann liked the cookery book
usw. I mean it goes on and on and on, but very
slumk-ful and Sargasso-sea like, you have to wallow. I am
afraid Berlin and N.Y. are too high-powered for me, I
need taking down into the weed slime depth. Papa was
most sweet and " sophisticated " yesterday as I began to

A. tells me her brother tells her, the best exchange in Wien now is at Cooks, provided you go with a pass-port and say you are a visitor. So, I am getting out a note now and running across to Stephens Place to cash it, I will sell how exchange compares with what they gave me here at hotel. Thank you for cuttings on Cuthbert. How does he do it ?又是什麼？ Well... why should his " Katha " be in Vienna anyhow ? Can't he keep his paws off anything ? I suppose he's been to a few movies lately, he's just beginning to cathc up to 1925.

A. and C. took the coat gratefully and the stockings. They quarrelled about the coat as C. knows two sisters who have one coat and they go out in turn. But A. said they were too FAT for the coat and she just managed to squeeze into it herself, in front of the mirror. Anyhow they were most grateful and they can do with ANYTHING, in case you feel later, you can bring an extra old case of anything or something. I told A. I would write FOR her to you to say she has so many volumes to write, she can't begin and as soon as she settles one ps-a problem, another takes its place and " if only Bryher were here for me to talk to. " This seems to be a S.O.S. on A.'s part and I repeated you might be through about Easter. Yes ... stay put in Kenwin, mush better as long as Quen doesn't actually boa-constrictor you.

Much love to Puss, I will write to-morrow, when I have more
time, am rushing out now to Cooks.

Sun is out now and its quite warm.

More later, letter this morning, thanks, poor old
Rover ... send him resume, please of letters, as I have not
yet written him, send him love and say I will write.

Mar. 12 , Sunday.

Fido dear,
I have sunk to a pure Mooney-level. " Everything will be
all right " sort of attitude. Now I have got Pepper
off my chest and the war-outline, I seem to be light-
headed with sheer slunk. Papa says he has now the outline
of the " history " and the fun will begin with the
Greek cruise, 1920 and its attendant fish-demonstrations.
I do beg of you NOT to come nach W. for the moment,
as I am in such a state of slunk that I fear you would find
it and me, dull... much, much better wait, as you say,
either for Puss or till Rvr. gets back to the land, or
till you simply can NOT stand the Quin. I felt in
the beginning, from one of your letters, that you were
feeling pretty nagged by said Quin, but I think now,
you are getting to my hypnotized state of incrudelity
of last Xmas, and like me, you will simply hang on
to see if it CAN BE TRUE, a minior sort of
forgotten Sybil-initiation. The Q has been left over
and forgotten from some dreadful fusty bad-period
Graeco-Etruscian mange-eaten oracle. But don't let
her smother you in her slithering heap of just-about-
tumble old slates and tiles - kEEP YOURSELF TO
yourself.

I saw a most dreadful vol. on papas table, and started to
read it. I spent yesterday morning searching en ville for
a copy and found one, finally, cheap, the vol is MEINE
ERSTEN 2000 JAHRE, autobiographie des Ewigen
Juden, von G.S. Vierek and P. Eldridge. Now,
it appears it is a translation from American-English of the
two above mentioned gents. Have you ever seen review or
mention of it in the N.Y. Times Book Review ? I dare say
the original is very expensive, but it is so terribly
dirt-ful and smell-y, I thought later, I might get it

for Rover, about his and my level. I found the
original yesterday on papas private shelf, it is
inscribed lovingly from the authors, and is a sort of
romantic exposition of Freud, a man in Mount Athos,
blown in by the storm, is put under hypnosis, another
visiting homo, who is a famous German psycho-analyst, and
in the ps-a, the man recounts the history of the wandering Jew
full of filthy scenes in the best Hollywood manner of
antiquity through the ages, into middle-ages and so on,
full of filthy scenes of magic and sorcery as well. Its very
funny that I ran across it. I have not discussed it with papa
as I do not want to waste my time, its a sort of Blackwood
Centaur sort of atmosphere, I like and am of course
saddaciously a-mused by. Also ... Also ... I am always
looking for a formula for my own FISH book. I expect you
have heard of the book and dismissed it as one does do anything
with the name Viereck. Papa has several of his vols. I
wonder if he Junged him.

Thanks so much for the pictures, I love one of you and
Pepper especially. I will write her with this. They ARE
treasures, so kind of you all ( for I see the dog-paw
at work too ) to have gone about it so soon. Also, the
new paper has come, many, many thanks. It is good to have
it to take to the table Sunday. I usually go now fortified,
against the little newsman and also chatty waiters.

Following Alice's brother's advise, I went to Cooks. They gave me almost 30 more schs. than they did here in hotel though I believe the hotel was using, ( I am sure ) the current quote. A. said Cooks were just now being amazingly helpful, they have got some special

dispensation and quote for VISITORS only, so I took my
pass-port and they gave me just under 170 schs. on
the 100 frans. They say they will do the other

notes ( I did not specify exactly how many ) at any
time, and were most, most kind. They have moved from
Stephen's place to the Ring, below the Opera,
under the Grand hotel. I had quite a time finding it,
but got the volume on the way and felt very gay and
released, as if luck were indeed with me. I read the
German slowly but am making it " lessons " and imbibing
the feel of papa's native tongue... great fun. I will
get some more smelly German to read later, but I must dig
it out on my own... probably get another hint from
papa's really reprehensible collection.

Just finished enclosed fo Pepper, will you please give
it to her. Will you remind Pepper( Miss M. better go
withxher ) to get one of the centre tables
below the steps , if they want to hear the music, or
one of the smaller tables to the side, between, where
Inge and Allington sat. I missed the music where we were
last time and I made a mistake saying I was with
a child and governess. Let Miss M. swank in with Pepper,
very grown up and get a good table, and go in early the
first night. Everyone was very dressey the first night,
tell Mouse, and then afterwards A, they did as they
wanted. The first night was a sort of dress occassion, and
I want Pepper and Miss M. to see there is a nice table.
The music is from a balcony above. Mouse may not like
it with meals, but it was a pleasant semi-classic
selection, such as they WOULD have on "ellenics, I think
the musicians were from Vienna. Alice began by being
friendly but I think they snubbed her finally.

Well, much more late and thank so much for getting Poper
off. Give much love to Mouse, I am trying to write,
you know how it is with these long letters to you, I see-

March 13, Monday.

Fido dear, an enormous, festive mail, thank you so much,
H. Wolf
two letters, paper, Close Up, "Now a Stranger ",
all most helpful. I note enclosed also to Consulate.
I will see to it immediately. I like the people here
at Cooks, who were so friendly; I will go there the moment
I feel worried, there is always a mob about in any
time of stresses, at these, Cook and American Express. Also
I have just had a letter from Chiron asking me if I would
be go good as to let a doctor friend ( a woman ) call on
me, as they have been in communication over some translation
she has made of his work, that is a good , sound lie again.
I am writing her to-day to call; rather writing Chiron, as
I have not the address. Also there is the Burlingham, to
whom I have not written. I have never been so happy nor
peaceful in my life, and I can NOT believe I am
going to be jerked away from Papa, so I just " hold the right
thought. " All the same, I will take, and am taking to-day,
every precaution. I don't know what this awful scare is, a
as I have been reading the papers, but I will get a N.Y.
Herald to-day and work it out. You see, they are all

so ernt here, they work so hard at the university and I
feel I have such a perfect nitch , at last, that all
these wars and rumours of wars are kept quietly in their
place. I must say that wy, I do admire the inhabitants.

I feel, in contrast to London, to Paris, they DO
simply so want to be left alone, to slunk, into books,
work, kultur, but not WAR. Anyhow, I will NOT let myself
get the " wind up ", to become Cuthbertian.

I am so happy dada is pleased with those United States.

2.
Tell Rover, if I wrote once , I wrote 20 times to
the head gas and telephone offices about sending bills
direct to Suisse. I just paid the gas anyhow. That
WOULD have been a shock. But will you tell Rover. I must
really do something about it, later. It has happened
before, but only threats, never actually the cutting off.
Tell him how happy I am he is there and send suitable
messages to them both.

I am writing the Greek party with this to Venice.

Kulturhistorishes...
I went to the Sign of the Cross, too, too awful. Chaddie
is more paranoiacic than ever, poor old darling. What a
list of "persecutions "! And what dumb reasons! Her work
is just superficial and rotten, it does not take a passa
to see that. About that boy of Mary Butts... he wrote
me, he wrote K., he is "pure" he tells me, he is
"good," he sent me some pictures and letters. I would
write Mary but am too busy. Tell her he is no friend, simply
he wrote me, I "wished" him off on K., and finally ...
I suppose he wrote K. out... them the Butts... arithmetical
progression.

The Queen does kæp things going. She is a wasp in
clos-up, a millions time magnified. Poor old Mouse.
Keep well... I had that fear she would knife me, you
remember, at Xmas. Take care of yourself please, dear
Fiend. I hope Rover soon gets back.

Love darling and more later, this in haste, as I have so
many others to-day, Puss, Chiron, Consulate and so on.
Lovely sun in at window. More and THANKS again and again.

Mar.14.

Please open ALL my letters, saves on postage. I enclose
from Jaegers. Poor dog, or rather lucky dog to have a
"love-object", only to use Turtle's prophesy, it
won't last. The thing is; I suppose it will last as long
as it is unattainable. Anyhow ... it is better than Tomi.
Certainly, I see he should get to papa. I have not talked
of K. yet. I talk much of you. I have got us as far as
Athens now. I felt papa a little in-the-background
sniffy about Rodect, but that may have been my guilt
uc-n. However, I proceed from there to-day probably. There
is so much to talk about but once I get the whole "frame"
of the Greek phantasy, I will feel clearer. Evidently
ALL the gents linked on, in one way or another with
beaver and with Ida that old nurse we had. Funny. Shows what
a mess one can make of choosing "masculine" types. Alas..
it is all however, very helpful though last night had most
god-awful nightmares, guilt, I suppose in supplanting
mother-object with second mother-object, Pieter R.
You, are very likely the Kangaroo, the younger BROTHER.
Trust this does not offend your masculinity. Anyhow,
you are something plus mother-object, must be small
boy. Dear, dear ... truly Rover is in a mess. I won't
boast, for I don't feel, at the moment, very boastful,
all the same, all the same... and Buddy is just simply
aus, AUS altogether. Poor old Buddy. Well, well...

I am getting out in the sun, and rushing to Cooks,
to get any news, change some money and get address of
British C. to post letter. But it's all very ernst and calme
here. I read all papers from Sat. last night. The

U.S. president is certainly the shadow of a great rock in a weary land. I see why dada approves. But I think all news cheerful ... I know of course, you must be worried of the north ... but we must only hope. Some people cut off their own noses to spite their faces. I think its Rovers old proverb again " time is as long as rope " if that is what I mean. You know ... Anyhow here, it is peaceful and I am very happy.

PLEASE DO NOT COME WIEN YET. I have a horrid feeling you would be bored and it would spoil my slunk. But later ... it would be heaven. But ... GREAT TRAGEDY, I do not feel I can go sit through any music with mouse. Will it matter ? I simply can NOT bear the idea. When I go, I stay a half hour if I feel like it or two hours, but never, never four. Perhaps, you can say I went so much and began to get so excited it spoiled my analysis ... or some tall yarn. But you see, I just can NOT do it. But you tell me Mouse was independent in Berlin. Anyhow, do, do make any plans for the general happiness. We can all be independent, it's like that here. We can meet lunch, and fade out the rest of the day. I will not tell A. yet. She will be terribly pleased and excited.

Viereck's Wandering Jew is quite awful in the English. Terrible tripe, I would not have it in the house. But the German seems a masterpiece, simply because I don't know enough German. As it is almost 700 pages long, it will take me a long time to wade through, looking out words etc.

Had hair washed and curled for a little over 2 schs. plus tip, never had it done so well nor so quickly nor last so well. No wonder die B and Marlene are so beautiful!

My tea fixatation has turned to coffee. I live ³
through the night for the sake of my breakfast cups.
Also, at night have orgy in cafe with papers and
coffee and cream standing up four inches. I think
small flea will like licking up cream and I
shudder to think of what will become of Pup.

Yes ... do, do, do come but LATER.

I am off now to Cooks.

Please send most slime-y and tactful messages to
Rover. It is so hard to write exceot to you,.

Love and thanks again for his old, old
Flea-papa.
Love
KAT.

Mar. 15, Wed.

Dearest Finland,

Just a week since I started. I do hope you have written
T. of my " squeaks ", very loud, rapturous, prolonged.
I write so much to you, I can't do more in the day. Also,
you are naughty. Rvr. writes he has had no news of me,
you and I asked you to give him resume, you know I did. I had
long letter with a lot of cuttings from Jessie Copper, that
chicken/tour woman , in the country, about Cuth. Louis
Theis has done a long loving write-up of him in every man.
Wuth is going pseudo-scinetific, pray god he keeps his paws
off Freud.

About your coming on here... I am really terribly touched.
Yes, I think about a week would do for you, I mean I am
afraid you won't like it, but there are people and books.

A. came in yesterday but she was so excited about P.
on the cruise, we didn't have much time to discuss ps-a,
though she seemed somewhat limp. I think indeed you should
I will probe her about what J. said.
take her in hand. She is coming to-morrow to tea especially.

I gave her tea yesterday, she wouldn't have it the other
times, and she went right off the deep-end, she says she
does not LOVE nor ADORE Dr. J. as she should, and he says,
" wait and see. " I think she has my owntic, but has not
been like me , (in the important words of Freud.)" very
clever. "I spotted the fact that Freud was a Beaver, she
is evidently floundering along trying to transfix or
transform Jeckels into her father ... maybe he is, but th
there is a catch. Only, I can't tell her of course, but am
wagging my cat-tail. J. tells A. she is too "intellectual"
in her ps-a, and of course that is what she did with Chaddie,

and would have gone on doing with the T.,
though I did like the T., so very, very much.

Now it is really touchingly
sweet of you, darling Fido, to say you will come through. I
will hold the right thought and if it happens, it will
be marvelous. A. is just across the street at the university
and will dash in here daily if you want, and Clara is nice
and there are, as I wrote, tons of papers and books. Also
people. I will of course want to see you old friends when you
come, but guess I will wait. Trude too, Clara is also so
scared of her, Trude has been into the shop a few times,
and Clara almsot died with terror. Evidently all Wien feels
like that. So I just am letting the matter of Trude
drink with me, and will do so as regards you, seeing her.
I am afraid I will have to tell A. secretly and in the
sacred name of ps-a, that you MAY (all vague) get here
end March. I think you will like talking to her. I think
now she is very wistful and home-sick for Kenwin. She
always wants news of the Queen, too.

Thank you for Poetry and paper, all most helpful.
I go on with the Dorothy W., it is very closely and
beautifully written and quite wonderful; the author GETS
the relationship between the sister and brother though of
course, it is most ice-chastely written down. It is
really very wonderful.

I had a shock yesterday as Yo-fi (pronounced to
rhyme with Queen So-fi) went and drank water under
a table, then walked away to a corner and went to sleep
and moaned and sobbed in her sleep. Papa had to stop my
long tale about Miss Alma-Tadema (Almo) to

3.
tell me that Yo-Fi was now having strange
dreams, as little yo-fi was pregnant. I screamed,
" what ? " at him and he told me the sad story of Yo-fi's
last litter which consisted of ONE delicate and lovely
little yo-fi bear and it died. Alas... but I will be
here when the pup arrives, all very funny and touching.

Papa says " Rodeck " is a Viennese name,
what next ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

I enclose some of the pictures, I finally got
into the old dame's den, it was fearful, several
other Lesbians bying other people... I blused so and
could not explain they were NOT for myself, the old dame
went on and on and on ... I must take you there. I got these
( and a few other to comelater ) as they look as die B.
did in Kenwin. I think they must have been taken at
Zurich.

Rover writes Nancy is community and communist, I
don't think he was any over-impressed. However ...
I will send letters later, thanks for T... what a sad
note... terrible ... must just remember "time " and
" rope " ...

I wrote the party in Venice. Trust you were not too
desperate at the end, and that you have tea-water
again. My dear I shoulcl LOVE some more tea and some
cigarettes if you come. I am going heavy on tea now
with Alice, poor darling, it is the least one can do for
her. She rather a dear, now.

More my dear, Fido, I am rushing this out, and
thanks my dear, dear Fido for the IDEA of coming. I
will make beginnings of inquiry about room, there is a nice
little one near this.

I think so much of Bill these
days. How is he ??? I dreamed last
night you said his rheumatism was
troubling him a little ...

I sent off letter to Consul
They were nice at Cooks and changed two
more news. They said Vienna was really
very quiet
... most sweet there
and helpful!

4.

little bunch of prims from Puss. I will write her
boat address and thank her. She must have been
terribly excited over N.D. The little flower are
touchingly sweet on my table ... a breath of
suisse.

Now much love. I get this off at once, I will write again
if any SPECIAL news or any alarm whatever. If things
are just as per usual, I will wait till to-morrow for all
news.

Best again to N.D. I am so very, very
grieved for him ... and what is there to say ? You know
what I mean ... the writing of it ... but will you
explain.

Love

KAT-

3.

Alice comes in to tea to-day and I will discuss
situation with her. She gets all back-talk and news
through the student society her sister is so active in.
I will not of course tell her actuality of N.D. , just that
he has turned up to work quietly as things are so
unsettled in Italy. I am more
and more pleased with your plan of coming down for end
March, it will be just right, as I will have had time
to slunk into the transference. I think I as right about this
business of getting Freud **ALONE** and **STRAIGHT** , as you
see I made this peculiar , unexpected dip or drop into
earliest layers, with mother-transference, which Freud says
is most important. He also complimented me on the
astuteness on some dream analysis I did again for him
yesterday. A very slinky
youngish woman slid down from the top flat yesterday
as I was coming up, it was either Anna who had been up
to the Burlingham or the B. who had slid down to Anna without
a hat, but anyhow whichever it was, she was very L. and
smiled at me, and pushed open the door of Freud's flat. I
fancy maybe , it was Anna, very thin and sympathetic and
rather smart in a little short fur coat. I will look up
the B. if I learn anything of any possible trouble. Also
as I say, Alice is due in this afternoon. The hotel
people are most polite and attentive always. I have
stayed in this first lovely room, as it meant so much to me,
as I had first transference dreams etc. here. But maybe ,
will change after your stay. I will see. It **WORLD** be so
glorious to see you. Cafés pretty empty last night, every
one was off, somewhere in the town-centre, but it looks
calm this morning. Sun in at window. I have the sweet

Mar. 17. Friday.

Great shock. As I was leaving papa yesterday, he said,
vaguely, " ah ... perhaps to-morrow I must ask you to come
in the fore-noon, if you do not mind. " I gasped with
horror thinking he was changing my lovely 5 o'clock
forever.

seance He said, " you see, Mrs BURLINGHAM is arranging
something for you. " And there it is. I do think the B.
might keep off my hour anyhow, I am very mad. If no word
comes from die B., I am to go as per usual, in the meantime,
I am waiting lest at the last a message comes, saying I
must rush round to papa before lunch. All this straight
from the blue. I don't know whether she and Anna are
asking some Bloomsbury celebrity in to meet me, or me to
meet it, or Mann or whether its just to get together
over the political crisis or what. Anyhow, I perceive
the B. in on the prowl and sooner or later I will be
stung. So, if I do not actually hear over the week-end,
I will write her saying, too, you MAY be coming etc. Alice
came in with all the news yesterday. There WAS, as you perhaps
know from the papers, a danger moment on Wednesday. However
there has been some brilliantly funny compromise and every
one is smiling and believes the actual inner danger is over.
Cooks the same. Papa the same. Alice and Clara the same.
I went from here with A. to see Clara at her shop; it is
just across, round a corner, from I9 Berg. Clara was
very formal and busy , in a black pull-over smock-apron,
very ernst at the job, but had time to wave a paw and
say all, from the student cycle point of view, was
blown over. I think everybody would not feel the

4.

What swank about your ribbon. I'll wait and let
you do mine!

O Cuthbert!!!!!!!!!

I wrote Rover ... and will send part-letters to him
when he gets back... see you deliver them, bad dog!

Terribly upset over this Burlingham business.
Wikl write all news again to-morrow... in the meantime
in the words of a Lume Spato " priez pour nous. "

All Wien will be excited about N.D. coming. I
will bring it first delicately to Freud. Teil N.D.

same, if it were not true.

I should stick here, even if in a tiny back-room, if you
consent, right on and into anything, provided, I can go on
with Freud. There is no question of my leaving unless I am
simply bayonet-ed out by a policeman. ( The police
carried rifles, but only on the Wed., and that is all
over. The government forbade the sitting of the Parliament,
but the actual formal notice that it could not sit, was
handed just as the sitting was formally breaking up, so
everybody thinks it is a great joke, and everybody has won.

Very Wien-ish. If only they show such good sense always.

I do so like them. ) Alice is simply one gasping S.O.S.
for Bryher. She is now fighting with Jeckels, she says he
has to laugh, she all but uses her fists, " if only Bryher
were here. " The house here will be delighted to have
you and I am making preliminary arrangement, a bit vague so
your coming will be therefore exciting for them. There are
few foreigners here at the moment in the hotel, but the usual

American crowd of students. Of course, N.D. must come, but I do
NOT think this hotel suitable, its a little university" and
correct though funny. I should frankly be as happy to have you without K, but do not tell him, I should think K. anyhow, would be better and happier nach Kenwin. But I can go into all this. I am at home in Corfu, in BED, and papa is licking his whiskers off for details. He has never, no never, he went so far as to tell me, had such a subtle, strange, hair-raising combination of excitements, as Br and H.D. in Corfu with Chiron on the journey home and Rodeck in the oriental distance of the east!

3.

Naturally Pup must see and be seen by Freud. I am quite sure it can be arranged; once in with Mrs. B., there will be one contineval come and go, right on into Anna and the old Lady and who-not?. Yo-fi, by the way, spells her august name Io-fi, but I shall go on saying or spelling it, Yo-fi. It is so funny, it, Fi-do or Fi-yo, the other way round ... a sign from Fish. Only, as I told you, you pronounce it Yofy as if it were Sofy. Papa is now getting worried lest maybe, after all, Yofy is only getting fat and lazy and is not actually pregnant, though he has every reason to believe " there is a pup en route.

sphere-Tatlers

A. love the Sphere)Tatlers, I gave her, was quite excited she could KEEP them.

Papa likes Griffons but not as DOGS, they are too small to be considered seriously, he says AS dog. He likes a sizable or middle-sized dog like Yofy. Sorry!

I love the cutting of dada. I return as I see it is proceless, please do not loose it, or better, get me one, but I suppose you can't. It gives me such a priceless sort of movie-magazine idea of a magnate, it amuses me so. I want to have one, for future private reference, the stuff about you is @ bunk, however.

I love the idea of dada being an Austra in nobleman, its very good, and suits me splendidly.

Papa has all of Waley's translations, we talked of them, he says Waley if a Jewish name that " has been tampered with. " I thought that very cute and clever of papa. He was interested that W. was at B.M. and had been to see us in the early days.

March 18. Saturday.

Fi-yo dear, you must know that I think of you hourly. I got extra letter last night, and simply used all my self-control NOT to answer, as I feared it would only leave me rather heady and sleepless, and better wait usual time after breakfast. Now there is a letter again as usual in the morning, and I AM so terribly sorry.

What I feel about N.D. is simply that this problem is really Kay's " cup of tea ", to use his historic phrase.

( I do not refer to N.D. He is not to be labelled "homo" or anything limiting. ) But so it seems in a general way; they raise a sort of minor hell, think they are seeing life and so on, get into a mess, run back to US. And so, though I am all, all, all for N.D., I am a little sick about Kay and Buddy and so on. N.D. should be helped by THEM, I mean spiritually or what you will; I am not just thinking of material things. However, I suppose I am working desperately towards my own " resolutions " of problem, and feel a little far off and helpless. Of course, Mouse and Puss must come here. I thought it was decided. I want them terribly. I just made that remark about music ... be thankful, I feel like that. Pup will be great fun and anyhow A. and Clara are all too ready to take her on.

I enclose the last of die B. ( Mrs. Z. ) It is not good. All the rest of the collection is in the old movie books, but I just got these for a joke. Yes. Papers are full of everybody smart doing the Dietrich-trouser act.

3.
said, " but surely I have seen that face in
a quatrocento picture. Where have I seen that face ? "
He turned to me and said, " but she is ONLY boy. "
I think that rather wonderful, then he said, " but she
looks like a northern explorer. " So... there you are,
all neat on the map. Is it not beautiful ? He liked
Pup and you with boat on Kenwin terrace, but came back
to the " northern explorer " with the keenest appreciation.
I told him you might

" English lady "
in April. They will have
the exact date when I know it. The porter sobbed
that he had taken the bouquet from the Regina on the
occassion of Freud's 70th birthday. He says, " ah...
but Wien will honour him as he should be honoured
world
though it took all the work to appreciate him first. You
know Berg-gasse is to be Freud-gasse ? " So,
I am a terrific personality with the staff and you too,
will be as a friend of the Berg-street-ers.

I have tried to give up so much thick
cream and coffee, but now the cafes do not even ask me
what I want but come with my coffee and cream the
moment I am seen, plus the Daily Mail. So I am
labelled *Daily Mail* / Daily -Mail, coffee-and-cream /
I find the papers most helpful and stimulating.

Thanks for all cuttings. They are most helpful. 2.

The cooking-congress has a lobster affiche pasted all over, everywhere, very cheer-making. I am interested in N.D. on R.A. The latter gets more octypus. I am afraid he will slime into Freud next. I can't bear it, and would have to write the " Times " myself, if he got puttering with Freud. Jennifer C ( that hen-woman ) sends me cuttings too, and I post on yours to her. She also goes of the deep end, why? she asks, has he got all this publicity. It does seem funny. I suppose its his " Hero" gesture and slaming homo-s and talking about " normal " love. Gosh. If but I had the pen of a ready writer and the insensibility of an R. Aldington, WHAT a filthy novel I could put over!

Gods Angry Man has come, thanks so, so, so much. I will probably hand it one round Wien. I think papa put off the Burl. , as there was no more said. Papa is nearly chewed off his right whisker with excitement over Corfu. I am probably seeing the Burl. early in the week BEFORE my hour. Anyhow, its about time, I made the connection. I am doing what I can about N.D. , but what can I do ? It is difficult to know where to begin. I will simply " sound " the Burl. and Anna, and I can't go right deep into N.D.'s most fascinating problems in my hour, which is so terribly short anyhow. But I will do what I can. I am actually much more interested in talking of YOU and took around those old Man Ray pictures of you with short hair and clenched fists. Papa made a most brilliant remark. He looked at the pictures through a second pair of doubleenses that he puts on, and

I have ~~not~~ re-discovered the cigarettes the Turtle recommended last Xmas, so do not worry about bringing more than just convenient, also I have lots of tea, but will probably be making tea for all in April, so if you can bring a small lot, it would be good, not too much. Also, I would be grateful

of the square Venetian leather purse or carry-all, that ~~is~~ with all my other bags, if you can't find it, all right, but my Greek string -bags are getting a little grubby. Everyone here carries a leather "envelope" and the Venetian square leather bag would be perfect, elegant yet utilitarian. Save some of the black and yellow match-books, as A. has one she carries and uses about one match a month as it is the "old Austrain colours" and everyone is so excited to see matches in yellow and black. I read your letter to A., she is delighted with it and your offer of a few clothes, and the general excitement of your arrival.

There are nice stuffs in the windows, and people much brighter and less poverty than last year. But they say everything changes here with the first hint of spring.

Poetry is full of dirt this month, thank you so much for it!

I still read the Wordsworth book, very slowly, its been most helpful, and I work daily at German.

Much love to N.D., please explain all you can of my present state of mind and say I am putting out feelers. All most difficult!

How is Peter the Kat ????_?

Long way betters from Mouse and Pup. I will send later. They seem very happy.

there is no sign nor talk of trouble. I see A. again
to-day, I will report again her reactions.

I like the Butts book but it is a little flimsy and
Russian ballet-ish toward the middle... though good
reading. She has an authentic touch and is most
readable. Keep Poetry; open and judge all letters.

Buddy's letter rings no bell ... at all.

Dear Kex, there is nothing in this letter but please
give it the once over, double two pages.

March 22. Wed.

Please greet Kex and give best messages and love to
him and the "dark-angel." I will be glad to know how they
arrived and how it is working out.

Thanks ... but keep pyjamas. I think I have one of Yofy's
fleas. Anyhow, I am reducing wardrobe, packing away
fussies. I will be glad for something NEW for when I
get back. So keep them, thank you.

Papa rushed off to get me a letter. Shoves into my
hand, yours to wit, aforementioned. He seemed rather
over-come by it, and we spent half the hour talking of
you and of the situation. Apparently in spite of a good
face, papa and all of them are horribly shocked psychically
by Germany. He asked me particulars of all news from
London ( you would think some of the pg-a crowd would
keep him informed. ) I am taking him that odd press-
cut of Times, March 5, you sent, as it is characteristic
of the English open-mindedness toward the Jew, also so
alti-H. Will you save good specimen articles
from time to time for me to take him. I feel for all
papa's renown, there is a little rescue work indicated.
I think people are too inclined to treat him like Gawd
a'mighty and forget he might like a little breezy

gossip.

I went over the chief points, how
England was pledged to France and yet had a sort of
understanding with Italy, and H. would hardly dare
dare the powers like in the old days. He says, " yes.
But before he has time to think, many, many people will
be murdered. " ( He meant Jews. ) I said I didn't think
massacre was possible, there was still the open sympathy
of the world. Poor old, old little old papa. However,
he gave a flea-shake to his shoulders and said, " well, better go on with your analysis. It is the only thing now. "

So, on we plunged.

2.

I had already had an hour and a half of political
meeting here with Alice. She confided to me that she
and her sister were simply shaking all over, all the time.
She said they pretended it couldn't matter but they were
terrified. I put it down to the anti-s. and said so, but
denied
A. denied it, said it was the world crisis, seeing men
suddenly lost to reason etc. I imagine maybe she had a
shock somewhere as some of the anti-s. profs. at the
college have been beaten up by the "north group." A. did
not tell me of the money you sent, but she seemed very
anxious agian to know when you are due. You will have your
work cut out. Come with all sorts of political statics and
arguments, you will be a sort of official lie officer
here. I am to meet Trude soon in a coffee-house. I
expect it will be all right, there is anyhow, much to talk
about.

Papa said he would see P. I think he is chiefly interested
in you. He asked to-day if your father were still living.
Papa is most indeed net. Please but in, thereon there is
no "rivalry." I simply want the best for papa, and he
seems much touched by your gesture. He thought pup
at her age to get to Greece. I told you about Crete.
By the way, do you remember the name of that Crete book
by M...chky? I lent it and it didn't come back. I
thought now I would get a copy in German for my German.
Papa says I am to take any book at any time to read, out
of his waiting-room library. I have the two mags.,
thanks, I read them, then Alice takes them off with joy.
You never once tell me of Peter and the apes. I like the
dragons bone-bottom giving out, tell her she sits on
it too much. A little running up and down stairs
is a good cure, tell her "Mrs. Aldington says so."

I am off now, in clear sun-light, to see
if the E.B. shop is open... I am ad
sadism on my part, as the rest of the
collection is in trains with feather fans
and imitation white fox collars...

Gott greet you all at Kenwin, in haste,

I have good view of occasional rix-ups
from my window. I do admit it would be a
bit alarming if one were of the seed of David.
There are usually a good percentage of armed
police along...
and A. promises to bring daily bulletins of
any rumours... AND I am so terribly happy
here, less fright-making to me
than London
or Paris ...

4.30. Wed.

Two dog books have come. I blush. I am taking them mit
now to Freuds. He is sure to be pleased, also a cutting
you sent. The Chow book will be a little distraction for
him. Thank you very, very much. I will write you in
morning how he received the offering of the Fido. I think
you will be known in this town as "Soter" soon.

I found the shop open, see enclosed. The old dame has
a permanent-pregnancy waist line and a mole on her
upper lip. She leers at me so, said if I could come in one
day by appointment, she would show me some pictures of
"Bergner" that she does not always show clients. Now
JUST WHAT does she mean ? Are they in the " altogether"
or what ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? The worst is, I can't make her believe it
it is as if for a friend " that I / doing this research
work. She sees me coming now through the window. The first
time she would not let me touch the sacred pictures lest
I spoil them , now she lays them, so to speak , at
my feet. O my god ... please come and do your own
whoring.

Let me know how Kay is and the boy-friend. Love all round.
I have finished Mary's book and do think it a tour de
force, but I have always been a Butts fan. Only ... only..
I sort of see Mary being Alexander in youth and then hear her
telling Camilla she has had already a sardine to-day
and dinner is vulgar, lets talk about the Grail. I mean I
am getting very <u>very</u> ps-a conscious as you see ... but
the book is delightful and should do, as they say " well.
It would make an excellent ballet or play or movie ...
yes, Butts is to be congratulated, tell her from me, how
much I liked it. It really is living and she has some nice
majic touches, quite hair-raising. Splendid approach...
and economy!

Well, I am staggering toward Burg-street. Pray
for me. More to-morrow. Don't be scared by things
you may see in the papers. They did some Macedonian
phalanx running formations across Freiheitsplatz this
morning ... I don't know why. I are say papa will tell
me ... but I hate wasting ps-a on politics. Anyhow, its
calmed down, and there are very charming post-men or
police-men standing about with clubs and short swords...
all out of Mary's volume.

Love and best again to all. I am most careful of my
cat-tail. Don't you worry ... only so doped and happy
with papa... there is no room for petty outside
fussings.

I do notes like mad... and German ... and am well-off
for literature.

Love and "blessings"

KAT.

* I mean "bless you,"

Thurs. March 23.

Please send T. my love, write him any or
all things ... he will know how I am feeling!

FIEND ....

Enclosed, please find. Am much interested in all news
of E.B. I will when indicated, certainly, pass on dirt
to papa, but yesterday, after having spent more than half
of previous hour in personal talk of the crisis, he was
very prim and made me talk the whole hour about Ezra,
of whom he has read and whom he has read ( trust papa. )
This was rather beside the point. He took the dog
books with great gusto, however, and showed great
Chow picture on the cover and Yofi sniffed my knees.
Nearly through the hour, papa began to cough, and Yofi
came and licked his hand, a most touching spectacle, papa
apologized and said did I mind ? The licking took a long
time, almost five minutes, solid and solemn. F. says she
and
always does that it is sometimes very awkward.

By urgent request, as special favour from Mrs. Burl, I
have to-morrow hour at II. I said I would do this
Fri. regularly, as she has a "clinic" that day ( sounds so
like Chaddie. ) I feel like, with you, the " baby
Wampas " of Hollywood. I am beginning to see
tecnique, you go to papa or Turtle or meckels on
Pfister and just slunk as long as permitted, then say in
a high-brow manner, " of course, no one can do any proper
analysis under seven years: " ( more or less the Burl, to
me. ) You swank about your own work and run down everyone
else ( Freud included if you are Chaddie, but C. carries
it too far ). You rope in your own analysands and break
all the rules. At least... I feel somehow, hope on the
horizon burst, has . Anyhow, its lovely of you to
suggest the autumn semester; don't know what F. would
say, don't even know if I can or want or should spend all
that money. I am just on, in my 4th week now. F. says I

have sketched in, in the large, all the chief
points of importance, he thinks, and the fun comes in
the details. The "transference" was of course, the
all-important thing. He also cheered me up one day
by saying that my special kind of "fixation" was not
known till three years ago, so perhaps it is as well, that
I was not analysed some ten years back, as I always
feel I should be ... or twenty years back. F. says mine
is the absolutely FIRST layer, I got stuck at
the earliest pre-OE stage, and " back to the womb" seems
to be my only solution. Hence islands, sea, Greek primitives
and so on. Its all too, too wonder-making. Even T. said
I was deeply attached to my father which I suppose I
was and am, but I always felt there was a catch somewhere.
My triangle is mother-brother-self. That is, early
phallic-mother, baby brother or smaller brother and self.
I have worked in and around that, I have HAD the
baby with my mother, hence Moses in the bull-rushes, I
have HAD the baby with the brother, hence Cecil Grey,
Kenneth etc. I have HAD the "illumination" or
the back to the womb WITH the brother, hence you and me
in Corfu, with Rodeck always as a phallic-mother....
well, well, well, I could go on and on and on, demonstrating
but once you get the first idea, all the other, later
diverse-looking manifestations fit in somehow. Savvy ?????
It's all too queer and at first, I felt life had been
wasted in all this repetition etc., but somehow
F. seems to find it amusing, sometimes, and apparently all
an of a good life vibration as I went on and on,
repeating, wanting to give life or dave life, never
in that sense, to destroy life ( except self-rat to get
back to the island-womb phase, all most natural.)

Thursday, 4.15.

I have arranged to call in at
Clara M. for all news, in absence

I find the Sir A. Evans lecture in the
Frazer Lectures, very stupid of me not
to have seen it. I am now so happy as I
am certain the vol. will cheer up F.
no end. I am taking it now to him. Alice
came in after lunch, she is going away
" for an experiment " into the mountains
" with one other person " for about
five days. Dr. J. has said she could take the
time off. She has been completely un-nerved
by the last week here. I did what I could
to calm her and cheer her up. I think
:it better for F. to read dog-books and Crete
:than talk about it. I am terribly sorry
:for them... but for self, don't feel a bit
cupset. And also, I think we did strike
when the iron was , so to speak, hot. More
:to-morrow. The paper in post is just a
specimen, I get more news from the two day
old Times and D.M. in the cafe evenings.
Love to all Kenwin. Realize that Kenwin

Saturday, March 25.

Had your two letters, thanks so much. I have written
that I do not want pyjamas, prefer to have fresh outfit
on my return. I do not want mags., other than the usual
you send. I pass on all Sp.-Tat. to Alice. I keep the
N.Y. papers. Certainly you must have the machine.
I have used it only for letters, those chiefly to you. I
have tried to keep off any writing except my daily notes,
as I think it blocks one and Freud asked me especially not
to do any " preparations ", and writing rather is in the
manner of ... I am writing P. to-
day, and note the advice, re Athens.

Now will you please tell me, in words of one syllable,
(I) just where is N.D. staying ? Does he actually intend to
settle Suisse, or is that your joke ? Does he spend much time
Kenwin ? (2) just where is the boy-friend ? you have told
me absolutely nothing except that he lost his " vest. " Does
the b-f come to Kenwin ? (3) I have asked at least
dozen times about Peter. How is he ? Please simply
sit down and answer these things. It is so important to me.
I wrote you I had found the Crete in the Frazer book and
papa was a bit sniffy, he said he had ALL of E. Evans,
then yesterday he licked his whiskers and thanked me, as
he had not actually seen his very last on Minoan butterflies.
He loves Crete almost best, I think. He has the book for
the moment. I wrote he loves the dog-books. I expect he will
be writing you. He is apparently very full, as yesterday,
there was a person before me, and there are always before and
after, two gents, in the afternoon. I wrote he wants to
see you and will see Pup. He was interested in Mann. I
told F. yesterday of part of it, but now he is scolding me
for not being eager enough to do analysis and that I
begin late and always end before time, and it is an
"indication" of resistance, so I have to go careful with

3.

Sun is out so I am running across the campus to the
Galleries, it is about ten mins. walk from here by the
short "university" cuts I take in time of peace.

I have been intending for some days to get you
the Bergner in chiffon but last time, could not get in.
Maybe, no time now, alas. But you can come mit and buy them.

I am sure papa would be interested in
O. Levy, will tell him if poss. , but you see how it is
now.

I repeat : I will expect you the 30th,
on the Thursday. I will make all arrangements and if
I am not at the station, you will understand and come
here, up to my room. But there is no reason why I should not
be at station, unless some change of hour. Alice, as I
say went off in such a state ... but no doubt she will
be popping in here Tues. or Wed. as per usual.

Love and in haste . I am
simply dying for all news direct.

Greeings to all Kenwin,