I went to see a

lady A. at 4.30, I am so glad I did. She was alone with
Eileen, and seemed glad for a break, we talked a good bit
about Doris. I tried to be tactful - at any rate, it's

all fixed up now. I solely asked you mother in to tea,
you know what she is like... I would really be glad for her,
but I left it that she will call me up about it.

She seemed quite oke, we always manage to get along when
more or less, alone. Eileen looked all right, but
is certainly an odd, little person. I did not give her
a chance to get confidential... and made no special time to see
her, I left it vague and Pup will soon be back and can use Pup
for excuse.

I try to find "breezy bits" about Liz, but can't and no
one else seems to see any more than just the little par. about
her "doing nicely". Thank you for all map of Cornwall. I
would so love you to see the Uh. Bud says he has a very
deeply rooted" Bryher fixation."

Just a squak for the Pup, and I will write more to-morrow, the
usual fog and I am off, love my dear Fiend, how good it will
be to see you again. Ever ye old, old

I repeat, darling Fido, do not worry about the writing. I
work daily now, boiling down and having re-typed, the
Greek scene ....

Sunday, March 22.

Darling Fido,

Thank you for Strange Glory. It is too funny-ly bad for words, a
great joke.

I will save Kex and Georgie, thank you. G. does write so very
well, he puts me quite to shame ... also, Kex letter is
sound and seems more psychically plante-la.

I note, re Pup. Fortunately, there seems to be a sort of
revival of Ibsen about to go, or going, I will take Pup
to that a lot, of she wants, "educational", in a sort
of way. Silvia called up and was much impressed by a vol.
you sent her, was writing you. I am now rather caught up
by the Una-dragon... really a problem, a sort of f. O.B.,
in love with another girl, who drags her back... sort of
thing. I am giving Una some of the old dresses, as she
needs that sort of thing for auditions, and seems happy
to have them. I am not specially pleased with this new
half-drunked kitten on the door-step, but something may
come of it ...

Brook terribly silly and
tiresome, I think I am almost exhausted with her. Just for
its entertainment value, I showed her the "horse" letter,
and she took it quite seriously, like the old Queen...
well! However, I have now one or two tests, Jim and that
letter ... my God, Jim! I told you Chatto had met him in N.Y.

I am doing papers at leisure, Fido, and will arrange suitably. Please do not worry. I think Edd. rex, will be the "prince of peace" before they've finished with him. I, love what Pabst says ...

My brother and his wife write me to  
26 Sloane ... hence the enclosed. I got Harold's, and  
agev them finally and forever the BANK. W hy do they always  
forget ?????

Crop of Anthologies, Faber and now word from
W.R. Benet... a regular epidemic.

I do hope you won't get too
lonely. Forgive this dull note. I expect Una for tea, Sl.
to-morrow. The most helpful is the Chatto bunch, and I am
definately keeping-in there. Do not worry. The catch
with Ion is, the young man wants it fool-proof for Oxford,
they are Cambridge. Its all very right and up-right to make
it fool-proof but will need concentration on my part...
however, they are very good there.

R.A. is in none of these
anthologies. Are they snubbing him, or he, them ?????. It
seems rather odd. Especially, the Chatto vol. - I think
there must be some change of attitude there. Don't know....
don't speak of it, as everything gets round, via N.Y. etc.

Please forgive dull
note... am going on with pages daily. Sch. very kind, says
Ion important as a "restoration" wish realized.

Love to Vee and M., and do, do not get
too cut-off from ye olde

Monday, March 23.

Dear Fido,

Thank you so much for asking me Cornwall, again, but I

do not think it will be quite indicated... however, I will hold the
idea, and will be happy to have Pups, as I wrote you. I think

I was working a little too intently, and now that Chatto
seems , in a general way, about to take over, I will be able
to ease in, or ease up a bit. I repeat, I am slowly
eating at the pace of pages ... and there is no need to worry
about that.

Faber has me in their new book as "Hilda Doolittle," and
as Mrs. H.D. Aldington, all most odd. They seem to be wanting
to straighten things out, and I feel, somehow, that my ship has
come in; it may be a general impetus, via L. and L., but
anyhow, I feel on the up-grade, and find the anthologies really
rather a joke, now.

Una was too awful for words. I am afraid I rather yelled at her. I mean, she is frozen and tight and begging like an early Fido, for something, God knows what... and I vaguely veer and steer round ps-a. I beg of you when you get back to see her and her frined, or her, alone. I will do what I can... I gave her a pack of your old things. They are all small. I think if you have any more, at any time, it is a good tie-up, I mean they need the things... and Una is un-released about simply taking them over. Its the "psyche" that sits and freezed every bone in my own body. She was born at Gibaraltar of navy people...

busy enough( for them) with the Greek pages of Ion.

Fog once more.

Glad you send SCH. the daffs.

They are rather a funny little house, like a coocko-clock.

My UNK. seems friendly toward her... she just is not so

frightfully important. Evidently, you and he are

the important people.

Well, much love and please greet the
brethren, and keep well. It will be lovely to see you
again, but there is time for that, so do not worry about
incog, if it does not suit.

Ever and ever, ye old

March 24. Tuesday.

A lovely ham has just come, is
in frig., thank you so much, it will
help so with Pups.

Dear Fido,

All marches. I spoke to Sch. about the daffs, they had
not come, but he grinned widely at the mentiin of a
"wooden box." I think it means much to him to have you
meet them " socially", at least, I feel so. Yes, please do, do
be kind to the dear people, he is really so nice and reliable,
more like a feather-bed than gem-like flame, but for that,
cozy and always helpful, and makes us all laugh so. I threw
off on him, about UNA.

He said she was in a "dangerous
condition," he thought it would not even be safe to trust her
to the clinique ... but as I have not got as far as suggesting
ps-a, in any form to Una, I told him, I thought it was prob.
hopeless altogether. However, it was good to feel that my own
wide
diagnosis was not so far of the mark, and that I wasn't
exaggerating. I will try, however, not to see her again. She
simply freezes my marrow... maybe when you come back, I can
have them all, or some of them, in to talk to you.

Silvia seems so very different, she has of course, little
set-backs, but is a different person. I gave her Kex
address, she is sending him his "progressed" stars, for his
birthday.

Be so good to see you but don't let things get
tangled. We looked out the cover to see why Kex was so mad,

could not think what was wrong, then I carefully re-read
the letter. I should never have noticed but I presume it is, as
( bee-tee sounds less Davos )
he says, like the tea-bee historical and epic joke, of my
Collected.

I had enclosed from Bud. Destroy.

I go on at pages, it is slow work but Sch. says, just as is,
it is doing me lots of good, and there is no use getting
discouraged or rushing things, as the whole point is to
make it steady and un-worried. So don't worry about
pages, I just go on like the proverbial Hercules in the
proverbial pig-sty.

No news, as days go on very evenly. I shall take Pups to some
shows, and will report, at length, on her. Trust you get on
all right with the Vee, ... love to all and
sundry.

I never expect an " enclosed ", any more, and so am not
greatly disappointed. It used to be a shock... now you say
" see enclosed" and I know by some sure fate, it won't be
there . What about a spot of ps-a ? However, as you are
now an arrived " worker", I suppose I better be more
disregret...

Love my dear and grateful thoughts to "enwin from ye olde,

talked to me, and that is why it got so terribly on my
nerves. It is a damn blight ... and does sound to
me pretty mad, how she re-iterates it, again and again. I
shall prob. speak to Sch., he must have had some pretty
sick-making "hours" with her. Poor Cole... but she tries to
drag me in, and evidently thinks she has you there.... so,
please keep on, you are so kind. I don't see anything for
Cole but to go back, and I think Sch. is far too good for her.

By the way, the place was bursting and blugdgening(?) bourgeoning - whatever - with your daffs. yesterday, S. seemed so pleased, asper usual, asked what he was to do with the box. I told him I had four and could take his on, I would ask you. I speak of this, as everyone asks me, and I keep keeping the boxes. I know you did me, but why not collect them all when you get back. Bud wrote too, I told you ... some time ago, about his box or boxes.

The daffs seem to be a good link in theunk, with certain
text-book profferings of posies to me, at 6.

Much love, my dear Fido. Do
not worry about breaking yourself up in little pieces to
get round... just stick Aud., and do your "social" turn with
the Sch.es.

Love to M. and Vee, and again
thanks for the excellent condition of the Pu. I made her talk
about the morphia-white-slave phobia. She IS a scream!

Ever, y e ol de,

March 27. Fri.

Dear Fido,

I sent off the cable last night : N.L.T. etc. :
Love and many birthday greetings Bryher Kenwin and
from London Pup and Kat join in heart-felt
felicitations...

It came to 24 words. Should have reached him, first thing
this morning.

I had note from Bud asking me Rules, to-day, rather late
notice, but I will go on from Sch., as Bud seems to want
to talk. I will outline what you wrote about coming, I
judge from the tone of his note, that you also wrote him,
same. He seems all of a flutter and says the Deus ex tractor
is about to descend.

I have all notes of G.P. and so on. I put aside and read in
a bunch, certainly a very attractive letter-writer. I note
Hart. I have scratched down in my note-book, Sun. 5th, Br
party, and Wed. I, Br. Also, the whole time is fluid and
at your disposal, except for Thurs. afternoon when, unfortunately,
I have Sch. at 3., though am always back well on by
4.30. It is all going to be great fun, and I will write
Hart almost at once, and think out, how best to fit in. Maybe you
better see Hart an hour alone, then have them in for
late tea or sherry. Anyhow, it will all be arranged and great fun,
too. Let me know of any other arrangements, I am free for
anyone.

Wed. April 8.

Just a line to wish you all well. Pup arrived, after
seeing you off. We had talk and happy tea, then So. came in,
rather the worse for wear as her mother has sprung a trip
to town on her... however, she is escaping with Sh. into
the country about Wed., - on Mon., Pup and So. go theatre,
on Sat., Pup and Cat got Saint Helena... we have both
sets of tickets, thank you so very much, in front
row of dress-circle. So. comes in to
dinner on Fri., and Pup has a tea-date with late, long
walk in Ken. gardens with a girl-friend to-morrow, so
every day will work out and except for Fri., I think we have
booked Pup for theatre or movie, its all oke, and she is
very good, played a few records, is now arranging books in
her boudoir. She seems much more at ease this tine, here,
is so far very thoughtful. I am sure we will be happy.
She brought me in violets, anemonies and freesias, quite
my cup of tea, and everything looks so fresh and

nice here.

Tongue arrived and cheese, thank

Y O U . We will do ourselves very well. The Ash comes in, tow
extra days, and I am sure things will work out, beautifully,
from day to day.

I was interrupted, " parcel on the lift,
sign no. 37, " so I open and find
cigarettes, what bounty, Fido. I have to laugh as I just gave
Silvia a cig card from my last players," and it is a series,

following kings of England, on cats. There are 24
variety cats, I shall be highly enlightened to see these
new cat-cards. I gave S. the cat-card as it looked like
a grey wooly polar-bear with whiskers, that one, I
called it Mr. S. So here are two more cats or kings.

Never to thank Fido, how shall I
begin ? Blessings on you, your heigara, the
haunts of bees and turkeys or kangaroos, and give suitable
messages of brotherly affection to the bunch. I hurry
this off, am writing by lamp, so forgive worse than ever,
type. Matthews was good, I go again with the Pup on
the Wed. O, what a joke is Scott A. Right out of
Manchester, the little dame who measured me- and all those
sporans about the place ... I would never have dared
choose that exquisite pure blue, if I had not kept on
" Mrs. Macpherson sent me, " O, glory be that old
got on the wall .... Fido, what a shock, and I am to go
again for a proper and final fitting soon.

Thank you again, again,

AGAIN,

ever ye old

Friday,

April II.

Darling Fido,

I sent off your cable, added- " stop all well London
greetings Kat. " I had a huge box
of chocholates, thank you so much, I can never, never catch
up nor thank you. Pup and I have a sort of routine, she says it's
a change and " very revolutionary." I think she catch is, that
she is a oko, if alone with ONE person, her grandmother used
to say that. I give her her breakfast about 8.30, she
has bath, I write then, then later letters, and go to A.B.C.,
with some Greek vols., she walks or shops; this morning, is
supposed to type. I miss letters to-day,
but I imagine now, everything will march, to-morrow we go to
theatre, she will take in movies in her stride, but does not
really seem to have much time. She had a good talk with her
friday, we talked in the evening. Pup says, " Fido
cuts the knots, but you untangle them. " I am busy picking
up and picking out her boy-friend motivations.

She is very responsive, has finished " Hollywood Cemetery,"
I will try to get her on to something more ell-eee-vatin'.
She takes thyme baths and greases her face with
blue beauty-soap. I have no complaints.

Pup sent off salts to your mother. We
will send a joint wire to-morrow.

Saturday, April 11.

Dear Fido,

Thank you for letters and instruction, re Pup. I have
given her over this, and she has her own letter, too. I will
read the enclosed at leisure, when I go out for early
tea in a tea-shop, while Mrs. Ash turns us inside-out. She
comes daily. I hope Pup will get off oke, I will
go with her to station, after Matthews on Wed. I hope the child
calls up good and early for we must be off fairly early to get
to Matthews by five to ten; will you tell the child,
if you have time, to call up, either the night before or
9.30, that morning.

I am interested in all news, it does sound most terribly
exciting and I hope it continues so. You have by now, my
note from Uh. and his address, his new ad. is Tintagel Castle
Hotel, Tintagel. Cold here too, now with a glint of
sun-light. Silvia in, to dinner, good fun, Pup very content with
this simple life and meals off the floor, out of a paper-bag, so
to speak. She reads at night and gets into bad family
early and is no trouble. The only hint of sulks is when S. is
here, it seems she simply MUST have ONE person
alone.

I go with her, after
lunch, to Saint Helena. She may go to an early-morning movie as
well.

I had a letter from Rodeck, very odd after its all resolved -
his wife has been ill, practically since the marriage and he wants

me to come in to see them, after Easter. O psa, O, O, O
ps-a .... I am sorry G.P. is nervy. K. seems very
happy. I keep all the letters.

I think I will be glad to see the Uh. again. Did not miss
him so much at Xmas, but got in with a lot of Greek vibration,
by way of ION; however, I will have a stack of material, and
certainly outwardly, I am better than I have been, for years -
and the UNK even is good enough but O, O, O, ... polar-bears
are cozy things IF unromantic!

Most thrilling to hear of all the animals. Remember
Virgo has charge of "domestic animals," though that term
is a bit vague, cats and little dogs anyhow. Do, do
hope the Uh. descends, it will be good for his UNK. The
place sounds too deliciously Corfu-ful for words.

Give suitabel messages, we are getting off the wire now to
you all.

This in the usual haste, and a thousand thanks, for good
budget after Fri.- it was coming back to life
again. I believe there is one post on the Mon., am not
sure. Anyhow, now we are well on our way.

Ever with all love and Greek

memories, ye olde,

This card from the Uh. of view of Tin. Castle.

Mon. April 13.

Dear Fido,

There is a rather heavy blue book here, from Rvr., shall I post it one? I have just addressed two cones of newspapers and a large envelope, marked same. I will put in box on ay out this morning, but imagine, nothing gets off till mid-night. Anyhow, thank you for a letter in, this morning. I will certainly be tactful if Pabst's call up, and tell them where you are. I don't imagine they will ring me, but I will do what I can.

Long enclosed from Bud ... better consider it "confidential" .... Pup was very good. I think it just the pressure of "holiday" that makes things difficult, and anyhow, she, too had a prick. As a matter of fact, once up, she is very good, and as I get her up an hour earlier than Aud., naturally, she sulks a bit, but sees the joke of it, and went out for a long walk yesterday, now is in bath. She was very good and quite, sits in big chair with old numbers of Stage and N.Y., really in some way, " a model child. " She typed, too; after all I had said, I felt so ashamed... typed hard and seemed to be right in the vibration.

I mean, I had a good, professional tap to it. I have not seen the pages. She tells me she had a ticket and all is oke, but I will feel

a little uneasy, until actually she gets off, I mean a
little anxious- though it has been a good "reality"
situation for me, and you need never hesitate at leaving her
here from time to time now, for a week or so. She
is good about food, we have lunch out, and she helps pile on
the plates etc. for dinner, in her room, then helps
clear; we have coffee and cigarettes and a "talk". She
says this Easter will go down in her auto-biography etc.
etc., she is really very funny.

Your days sound most fascinating, forgive me that we
have no news here. It snowed yesterday, rather large real
funks, funny; I hope no damage was done in the country.
I love all tales of the horse, and all and sundry. I am
glad your mother likes it, do keep well, give her
love and all suitable greetings. I have not been
working, but will get back to pages soon, D.V.
It is
always disorganizing, at best, over Easter, anyhow; it is just
as well I had Pup, then. It is her 18th Easter, it comes
rtahre as a shock.

Please, my very dear Fido, do not get stung or bitten or
kicked. My greeting to you all, and best love ever and
ever,

Wed. April 15.

Dear Fido,

Pup is in bath and I just write a line to tell you that
all is well. Pup saw the vacuum man yesterday, while I
was having a slunk on bed and got herself a pot of
tomaaa -to juice and seems very snapped up, if a
bit wheezy, with prick in head. I don't know whether
I was about to flu or whether the doc. gave it me, but I had
funny weak-knees, but Pup took such good care of me, and am
now on way to second prick, and imagine this one will settle
the thing; was not at a all unhappy, rather used it as excuse
to slunk- Pup will tell you. I have Rvr. wire, thank
you and 'ean, all most interesting. I am glad the menage
marches so well, I will be happy for Pup to have that
fresh air. Do let us have each horrible and horrific
detail of the Uh. I have not seen Bud, as Pup was here
and I was feeling so un-reliable, but will now try
to see him. Silvia comes in on Sat., she called me up,
rather impressed as they are putting up 3 story flats opposite
her window, she considers it her "mother, shutting
out the light." But anyhow, she is good at the joke of it
now, and also had a card from Uh., will you tell Uh. that
I am so happy he is WITH you, or not, as seems most suitable.
Let me know about the beetle? How it looks and acts
out of doors- poor beetle. We are beasts!

Thurs. April 16.

Dear Fido,

Your letter just in and Bud's return, thank you so
much. I am off to Scott A., as did not get in yesterday,
making Pup to Gare . Pup called up last night,
very thoughtful of you all, and seemed well-arrived and
happy. She was really very good and very
funny, wanted to "gloss over her innocence", how has
she succeeded, chez vous ? I thought the Pup along was
rather sweet, THE Pup seemed content when they
met, each complete with mother, so very "cooenty" in
front of the joke-map, which I had been steadily
assimilating. I found St. Ives and Zennor and you across
and the Lizzard and all the hall-marks of my purple-past,
it made me quite home-sick - also fisher-sayings, "do
not kill a moth", will you ask Doris why and whatabout ? Also
"eath fish from the tail up," white I rather love - do
you ? I mean, eat them that way - one would of course,
but funny to see it printed like that.

I am having trouble with Cornelia who is, on this side,
a damn bore - but I suppose I will have to see her, a Sch-
says she is a symbol of something in the JNK and better get
it in the open... anyhow, otherwise, all is well
and marching like mad. I will hope soon to get back

to pages.

Friday, April 17.

Dear Fido,

All marches. I got back to some pages, this morning. Bud has
asked me to lunch, but as I only just got the letter, don't
know that I feel up to it, but will think it over, and let
Miss S. know shortly. I feel all oke now, but
guess I did have a slight touch of suppressed flu. But now,
am oke again. I am glad Pup is happy. What
a terrific thing about your mother and E.; poor darlings, I only
hope you have weathered the storm, how terrible to have all that
in the UNK, your mother I mean. What a mercy ps-a is, to be
sure. I hear from Silvia, very grateful
evidently, for all the ps-a and eager to get back.... Bud,
too, I guess. Certainly, I had a great wallow this time, must
have got the back-wash of the whole ps-a, I never felt so
completely abandoned to my own fiery guilt and terror, don't
know what its about, but it started with Parsons and the IOV
and the nose-bleeds, some sort of birth and guilt, I suppose,
stealing the PUP or THE pup itself... anyow, its good
that it has got up, into consciousness. I feel now much better,
but completely convalescent, for the moment, psychically.
Thank you again and entirely for the Polar Bear...

I love the Thesaurus
and got Pup to use it, an to read to me, from it. She is very
keen about words, "what is the difference, "she said," between
sarcastic, sardonic and ironic ? " I made her look up, each.

Sunday.

As this does not go out till late, dear Fido, I shall
prob. wait till after ps-a hour, to write to-morrow and try to
have some news for you of the p.b. reactions. Pup
wrote me such a nice letter about it all, and I have your
two letters. S. and I gloated over all details, she , with
me, feels it all very odd to learn of the p.b. eating
and drinking in a normal un-dream state of life. I
wrote the Pup with this, as there seems to be bond in the UNK,
re Bear. She said they had talked German-O, that
show-off Uhlan. It was I, in "hour" who told him about
"knockers," I bet he spread himself over the whole
shore, asking (I can hear him) about said same.
I am glad the beetle comes up well on the land.
It will be most odd to go to hour to-morrow. S. also,
seems in a state about it all... don't know why, this time,
we all slumped; at Xmas, I didn't mind a bit. However, back
to the mill...

I am afraid my letters, of necessity, must seem rather
dumb and dull. I got back to some pages, and Bud is sending me
some carbons, and all will be well, I know. I hear
nothing from Rvr., wrote at length for his birthday, have
dodged a letter else here ...sorry about Esther and
mama. I am really so sorry. Glad to hear of Hannibal and the
ducks etc.

Monday, April 20.

Dear Fido,

I feel rather a dud, as I have no special Uh. news, as
I started to talk about taking Sats off, and that started
a discussion. It went on to a J.C. dream, seeing the
crucifiction and so on, all very important as links up
with preg. phobias, the spear and blood and so on,
being the torn vag., forgive all this, but as it was
good Fri., and Pup was here, all this was evidently
very important. Sch. seems to think that I was afraid all
the time, because he was with you, and telling him that
I was really only too happy, got us off the actual track
of talk about the bunch there, but I will do all that, D.V.,
to-morrow, and prob. not write till afternoon, in case of
any "dirt." He looked terribly brown and well and
loved it all, adores Cornwall, says there was sun all
the time at Tintag., the "beetle" was running in
and out of the room next door, I still think her UNK
is out for dirt, as she can certainly bear everything
in that little room, right against the couch. The car was
standing in the rain at the door, looked as if they had
not been back long, all very cozy there, with a new vogue, and
for once, proper flowers, lilies and tulips, fresh in the
room. I am sorry that I am so dumb and didn't ask more,
but you know what ps-a is like, and he will go on insisting

that my "fever" and cerebral brain-storm was all
because he went away to you... so I will go on; anyhow,
his premise is theoretically very interesting and I must
say he is a good old shock-absorber and very kind and
inspiring; about J.C. he was excellent... of course,
we all know "that", but each has to approach in his
own way... his remark that J.C. was a bi-sexual
image as the genitals were always couvered, is good... also,
I constated
often the couvering is a sort of little tunic or kilt... I
thought that very good. But J.C. sort of loomed up, and I
will dash at him to-morrow and talk farm-dirt... I know
he was terribly happy and impressed by you all.

It is raining but I don't
mind it. I had walk in his park and a lot of new trees are
flowering there. I am so sorry about mama... and Esther.
I do hope you all survive. Let me know approx. when I can
see you. I have and will leave days open... except for
Solvia who has arranged for someone possibly to be roped into
ps-a, I don't think there is anything that can't be
changed. I promised Bud I would see him but you could
bring him on here, & per the other times. Anyhow, much
love and thanks always, and do keep your snout up and
yap at the tractor. It all sounds most, most exciting.

Love and
blessings, dear Fido, and eternal thanks for the
snug and wooly p.b., ever ye oldie,

April 30.

Dear Fido,

Brook has just left. She is trying to bitch the Hart from enjoying Imperial, said it was so dangerous, that Hart should not endanger the feelings of her soi disant fiancée in Canada, and so on and so on. I began to scream, called B. provincial, and so on, and so on. She has gone now. But better keep an eye on Hart. Brook does try to bitc things.

I had a good session with the Bear. He spoke of you and of your "trenches", and so on. He was very good, but I had an awful day, telephone men in to do the house-phone, that has never quite worked, wire all over the kitchen and then try machine broke. I got it mended, Rymans are very good to me and it. The wags had been delayed too, then flowers and fruit came from Solomons, I felt better.

Things now, I think, will march for a bit. When does Pup get back? I will pop in to Aud. and find out, one day soon.

Nothing to report of course. I will get back to pages to-morrow. Sun is clear now in room, and I feel better. I have the stamps, thank you so much, and the letter enclosed. I will write all news of the p.b., how funny if he comes, "Kenwin in blossom" for a short space, will certainly try to come over... then or later. Anyhow, now must

recovered from la Brook.

Air won't get this any sooner, but am rushing it out
before dinner. Silvia is due to-morrow. I have
un-packed all soap, pictures, and so on, and thank you
again for the files to come.

Sorry this is so dumb, just to
thank you again for the generous and quite unnecessary
gift, dear Fido. I will go in to H.N., and get some
funnies and some dressing-gowns for the roof and the
p.b., and will let you know just what. The glass spoons and
so on, came to about a pound, I consider that part of it.

Best
to the VEE and let me know how it all march's. I do, in a way,
envy you.

Love again and thanks from ye old

March I. Sunday.

Dear Fido,

Thank God, we are in March and I and a new beginning.
I have got out a Greek sketch, in the Manchester manner,
called Ear Ring, by D.A. Hill, about us having
dinner with Archie Rowe in the G.B. at Athens and that
Russian with the ear-rings... you remember... done in sharp,
pseudo-Douglas epigrams... I rather like it, it will need
a little re-casting and have to be typed. I will tell Bud, roughly
how long it is going to be ... I did not see Petrie had
mentioned H.D., but will look for it found H.D. mentioned in
American poetry again... rather fun, is L. and L. I do
congratulate. Two came for me, but I, as well, ordered,
two for giving away from my Smiths at my U.

I do not think just at the exact moment, I want bound, as I
carry single ones and read en route to Sch. If vol. I would
not read... but later, thank you.

I am sorry for out-burst, feel better, re
Pups. Would it perhaps be better if I stay on here and
Pups comes here, if not happy in Vaud ? Sch. seems to
think it a valuable snag in the UNK, baby stolen by
bad-mother, mixed up with good-mother protecting
same. It causes a "conflict" he says, and good to work it
through, as you say, once and for all. But I write daily and
can come or not, as seems best. It MIGHT be better to
work out snag... but will write at length, from day to day.

I feel it'sO important that the fups
has an "attitude" to work, to Life and Letters, literally,
and as she seems to be acquiring that, chez vous, all is
right. I got worried when you intimated that she seemed bored,
but she writes such a delightful little letter, see
enclosed. I love it.

Vaud is certainly the place for work and
crystallizing ones efforts, then one must travel out and
batten or sink in fog or over sky-scrapers, anyhow,
a change from Vaud is essential... but terribly good for work
and finding the direction of the id or the ego for
manifestation.

N.Y. papers have come, I keep them, all
in a heap and read bits from time to time... most interesting.

I enclose for Pups, please rwad, it is
really a genarl literary L. and L. comment.

Best love and forgive cat-
snarl over young, of late.

Ever ye olde

Best to Mouse, and Vee.

March 2. Monday.

Dear Fido,

Thank you for two letters, I hope all will be oke there.
I am indeed grieved that it is so lonely. I may change my
mind, later, but I FEEL now, that maybe, it is not
indicated that I come. Sch. will let me off the lead but I do
not want to rush out and rush back; and as the whole
idea was to see you both, there is no point, if you are about
to pull up stakes. Pup is of course a problem, and you have
been terribly good. I need not go on repeating that. It was
only the birthday and the UNK.

I love Pup and want to be with her; the catch is, that it is
almost too much for me to have her here for any length of time,
though I could always manage. Now that she is older and will
have some writing interest, I think she would "get" things,
and/let me/ collaborate more with me. If she goes, Audley,
could she not definitely agree to come to me, two or three times
a week, an arrangement, and then she can see her friends
extra or else, as from here, if she wants to camoflage anything.
Pup is used to big houses and with the best will in the
world, I feel she sort of demands from one... and one gives
and wants to give and then give out. It's a "conflict" as
my UNK is sort of " in love" with the Pup, but as she
is my daughter, I can not allow it to spill over in
sex-emotionalism.

2.
Sylvia is rather upset in the UNK, as she took on
her sister as a sort of rescue work, and now finds herself
tied to her, as Mollie is a sort of Pup, always having been
at the Dobson-dragons becak and call, and used to a small
staff of sorts, and so S. finds not only does she do her own
work, but Mollies, as well. I don't know if Pup can
abide Mollie but those two might go about a bit together,
if a " companion" is desired, but I imagine Pup will pick up
Cook and Wash dragons, of her own.

Send the Pup here at any mone, at she gets out of hand or
actually on your nerves and I can "visit a few days, then she
can go on to Audley. I am only too happy to have her go
there.... it was only the night-mare of all my UNK
conflicts, then having to "act" something quite other
at Audley dinner.

I do not want to go to Cornwall, think you and Pup should be there,
and it would be good for Pup and your mother etc. to be there.
It is ever and ever so good of you, however.

I have begun boiling down some of the Greek stuff, or
boiling it up - it is my Manchester, and I fear I will be
accused of apeing your japes, but as I was doing this
years ago, it may be all right. It is lightened and made
more satirical, and the transcendental brought in, not
swamping it all out. This work pleases me and is
satisfactory, and makes me feel plante la, here, so perhaps
it is better to stay on with the U. Anyhow, there it is.
It is terribly good of you and the VEE to say I could come and
with S., but will you tell her I am uncertain. Anyhow, please

3.

understand how the UNK works. I am sure you do.

Silvia and Bud are good, I heard
from Eileen that card, did not answer, as she said she was
due back. Sch. seemed to think it better I was not
involved.... Eileen simply swamps down on me, with my
exact terrors, and it isn't much use, I find. She takes and
vamps my power, like Cole, then simply turns round... if there
is dire need, of course, I will look her up, but I told her to
have them ring me up, if in actual need. They have not, so I
let "sleeping lions lie." I knew there was a catch ...
re "time." Your facts most interesting ....

Fog. I am off to Sch. I repeat,
I am always more than grateful for all you do for Pup, see especially the intellectual side... and as she is working,
I feel oke, and will be happy for her, any time, but don't feel
it so "urgent", and want her to go Audley... only the UNK
baulks at a public birthday... but that can be planned later.
Please accept all love and wather be-gfogged love from

March 3. Wed Tuesday.

Dear Fido,

Thank you so much again for good letters of yesterday and this
one, this morning. I know you understand the UNK and how
it leaps and sulks, by turn. I will write your mother to
Prince's Hotel, will not mention Pups, except non-commitally.
As a matter of fact ... I got my teeth into EAR-RING,
by D.A. Hill and it makes me feel, that maybe, it is
better to stick here... of course, ps-a is so tricky, you
know ... I get that you are on the continent, before
April I, and that, after, you are Cornwall... I was
worried at one point, lest Pup might get the idea, she was
shoved about... but why not? She seems happy now,
and work like that is so "formative", I told Mr.S. the great
gratitude toward you was for Pup's education, the intellectual
side. I can never thank you enough. Now even if she does
not actually turn out a genius or even a near-genius, she
will know the joy and detachment and spiritual fervour that
creative work gives. I am especially pleased that you
entrust Ramuz to her. Do you remember when a tiny
baby, I got her to turn some Elizabethian into French? I
wondeful if her UNK remembers ... she had them a rythm, and
when she read her psalms, used to beat the metres with her paw.
It is a good Pup and has a fortunate UNK, I feel.

Hart was so pleased with your letter about
political situation. Just send her a bulletin from time to
time and tell her it needs no answer. She evidently had
a haf-affair- Brook dirt- with a port of sorts at
Geneva, and although she seems to hate the place, she says
she has never been so refreshed, as when coming home from her
office of horros, to have clean, fresh "news" all to herself.
Just any kind of little paw-mark, re situation goes over
big with her ....

I must write Eileen, I just kept out of it.
Sch. was very kind, said he would do anything externally, he
could to help, but thought it best for Kex that E did not
mix in to the ps-a cycle. I told him, you and I both
felt that also, most strongly ... I think he matches up
bits of Eileen with Kex and it does no harm... but
E. is fatal, as we all know to ex ... or me, as a matter
of fact. But poor girl, what an awful thing. And typical...
and dreadful... and, O, I feel awful to think of it.

More later.

Arrange as you want with Pups, I would like ten days
here to finish the Atehns section, as Bud is rushing me...
later, I might dash to Paris to see you, but may we leave it?
Arrange as you like with Pups. I am over that particular
snag ... but I feel it might be best to keep her there
JUST a little longer. Will write a bulletin ever ye old

How can you say a mag. is dull that has Manchester in it ?
This section is absolutely fool-proof and makes me blush

March 4. Wed.

for my poor Hotel
Acropole et Angleterre efforts ...
and laboured jokes ... not up
to the S.R.L.

Dear Fido,

I enclose from Bud. The reference to "black beaver" is,
because I met Melitta and ( I am sure) Melonie coming
up the stairs. I said they were black-beavers, very smug, patting
tails on the dam of the UNK. And that Sch. was maybe a grey
unrelated
woodchuch when he wasn't being an squirrel. Etcetera. Anyhow,
enclosed is full of interest, on its own.

I am sorry about Hart and will write her to come in,
week-end.

I will also look up "mama E." but would as soon see Eileen
there as not, as I shall, I suppose, have to see her anyhow, and
better the protection of the others, as she throws off, and
gives me ( of all people) most harrowing details. Most
buzzling!

I will send with this on its own, the long letter from
Jessie Jenkins, the wife of Robert, I have never had a
letter from her, and got it all rather mixed. I will
try to write and say I sent on to you and P. to read. I am
so sorry. But so odd- I did not send cards this Xmas, as I
have been ending for years and years and NEVER one word in
reply. Is it just 'States' etiquette ? Then hirt that I did
not "remember them" this year. Well... I will write and
explain. I have sent lilina and Stanleys cards too, while
they never appear to notice. However, I will try to write and
am grateful always to you, dear Fido. The photos. are apparently
the two girls, who both made "unfortunate marriages " and

and both returned home with a boy-son. O the UNK and O,
for a spot os ps-a for the masses!

I find the letter much over-weight, so post Jessie's
long letter with this, but non-air.

Will you tell me where you got the Easie -Squeezie, as
I promised Kex one for his birthday and might as well be
ordering it. Or have you alreday, go him one ? He was so very
much impressed with it, at our Jan. 31 party.

I am amuzed at your picture of Georgie Porgie illustrating
ye olde Hogge on ye Vaude sloppes. Yes ... it is really so
very funny.... I will keep it in mind. How chi-chi, I dare not
contemplate .....

Apparently Mrs. Dickie and Lady A. are mixed up in the Unk
with stolen baby and Mss. So you will forgive rather ratty
botes and ideas ... seems so good to pin it down now, chez
Sch. But will wirte daily and any change of mood. Only,
arrange exactly as you think BEST for old Pups, now.

This in haste again. Fog.

Love to Pups and Vee and Mouse. And do, do keep up your
courage, and don't feel too cut off. I envy you in
some ways... in other moods, I am snig here and cozy.

Love and gratitude, always,

I didn't seal the radio, fastened securely but with string
they can un-do, so it looks less important, and get-at-able.

Regret ... do not remember
Georgie's birthday, so sorry....

March 5. Thursday.

Dear Fido,

I will take the Radio out with this, marked as per
directions. I have taken drops regularly, and have not
yet finished one bottle, and have two untouched bottles, so I
am well supplied. I have all the boxes here for you, and will
post as ordered or keep. The radio is very good for the UNK,
these foggy days.

I have the money on record, and will return, if I do
not come out. It seemed indicated to stick here and make this
liason with the UNK, but it is not strictly commanded; the
U is quite kind about it all. But once the Lie is made
with the UNK, re Pups and re MSS, things out to be much
less of a strain to me, all round. However, make , as I said
before, what plans for Pups seem suitable, and it is now
perfectly oke with me.

I wrote Bud, I would have the Ear-Ring ready , it must
be re-worked, re-knit a bit and then typed, but is
finished in the rough, about 20 loosely typed pages, like this,
I write on. I told him of that, so he can make preliminary
estimate. I don't know quite how many printed pages it would
work out to, but can estimate it for myself with a page
of L. and L. I, myself, find the numbers very exciting; after all,
a lot of French and a good write-up of American poets etc.

Aslo, the ever

fool-proof, Manchester.

Friday, March 6.

Dear Fido,

Thank you terribly for all kindness, asking me to come out, or
to Cornwall. I do wish you were not so cut-off, but I do
feel, at the moment, it is better to stick thight here.

It is rather a slice out of the day to go to Baker Street,
then I come home and type, have been typing at this clos-knit
style that I like, thought is, maybe, a little sterile.

However, it satisfies the UNK, and is good all round, to tidy
up papers, instead of plunging ahead into more untidy ones.

It is the same old Greek scene, but, as I told you, more
externalized.

I have, as a matter of fact, ordered more stuff from Kuhl,
I keep him dangling, he comes once a week, now. Two blue
dresses for the house, one three piece, and now I have ordered
patterns for an extra ps-a or "school" dress, as I call it,
in some soft grey weave or wool.

He stays only about
ten minutes, but is difficult to get once he disapperas.

Silvia has three days a week now,/
only. She seems to be thriving on it, and is also at work on
an old MSS, evenings after her own work. I hold the
IDEA in hand, re Vaind, but told Sch., that if I went on here
till Easter with him, I would prob. leave London mid-May,
amd not come back till late Sept. or Oct. Anyhow, it has
been slightly painful, all the Pup in various layers and as this
is the critical month for my UNK, maybe better for the moment,
stick to plan of staying, though I am not compelled, and if

any actual necessity, can come. I think working at
MSS, while at work on PUP layer may do the desired
trick in the UNK. Anyhow, here's hoping ....

It is kind of you to suggest
Silvia, she was most pleased at hearing from you, is a
great Manchester fan. I won't, at the moment, speak to
her. She hopes later, to get another sister to take this
little sister off her hands. Anyhow, she is working toward her
own psychic and intellectual liberation, which is more
than most of that Dragon bunch dare do. Una gave a concert
and invited me, but I didn't go. Una has done a rather
good bunch MSS, but difficult to advise her. Una is the
most promising of that litter.

I wore the pearls constantly till I broke the thread, now it is at Harrods being re-strung. I miss them, -fortunately this happened at Sch. who of course, pounced on it ... but it needed looking at, as once before it slid, thought fortunately I lost no bead, there are 93, and I will soon have them back. I wear the wooden beads always, at night, on my wrist--- a nice Vaud rattle of branches.

Explain Pups that I am writing her
over week-end, and please forgive and understand the Unk
of ye olde

Sat. Feb. 7.

Dear Fido,

Eileen is evidently back and giving cocktail parties, please keep enclosed of Bud, PRIVATE, but sending it, saves writing it all out. I have to tell you, as Eileen may at any moment, do some opposite sort of turn on me, and I must have the links. Bud is evidently surprised ... also, about Petie, that he says in letter, please do not let on, I sent you, but I thought you, too, might like the links. I had a hunch that something of the sort would happen, if I arranged to go to Paris to see you- I don't know why. But there it is, one was well-advised by the UNK not to go, just then.

Thank you for long letter re Pups, and I am so glad she is better (by this morning's bulletin). I don't now awfully want her HERE, but will of course, do anything I can. It appears the UNK, as I write, is in love with the Pup, or with its UNK. And as she seems the same to me, I have guilt, lest I make love to her or she to me ... it is the mother situation, Sch. says, the other way round, which often happens, he says, with mother-daughter. Anyhow, with me, it is difficult, as it means I must just do evreything she wants, or fight OR make love to her. However, it is not so bald or serious as all that, and if she goes Audley, I shall love seeing her, even daily. It is the dinner and her sprawling on bed, that makes it difficult. However, I can put her up for a few days, or even longer. I only tell you how it stands, tempermentally.

I am indeed

more and more grateful for all you have done for her.
I should, maybe, have taught her, as a tiny pup to wags
doll-dishes, I imagine... anyhow, no use now, looking back
too reproachfully. But I left her to you... and was thankful,
and I think, on the whole, best, like this, I mean her
mind has had good fadder, and she goes through these moods. Tell
her I am writing... am a little late this morning. I close for
Pup, but she has prob. seen it. Yes, all that is most odd and
uncanny...

To-morrow, Film... will see Bud, I suppose.

What he says about Ps-a is all very gratifying. I did not mean
to butt-in, simply made a joke about the oracle, how one must
read the ps-a utterance backward sometimes. He was evidently
stuck, and as I told him (see enclosed) what Sch. said
about Low and L. and L., he seems to have weathered that
particular snag.... anyhow, he needs ch. now, if ever.

Love and more later

and to-morrow, ♀ will write Pup and enclose to you, so
you can ensure. Much, much love. The longer you keep
her the better, weather is VILE.

Best to Vee and will read all

enclosed later, thank you, ever your old