11 Aug 1921

11 August 1921

Chalet des Sapins, Montana-sur-Sierre, Switzerland

xi.viii.1921
I don't know how I may write this next story. It's so difficult. But I suppose I shall. The trouble is I am so infernally cold!
Oh!
0h!!
0h!!!
je meurs de quelque chose
"I have been writing a story about an old man"
She looked vague.
"But I don't think I like old men, do you" said she. "They exude so."
This horrified me. It seemed so infernally petty and more than that ... it was the saying of a vulgar little mind.
Later: I think it was shyness.

 [KM Notebooks, August 1921.]