4 March 1921

4 March 1921

Villa Isola Bella, Menton, France

Your telegram re the house arrived today. I like your habit of sending telegrams with windows in them. I saw Athenaeum. Speaking of windows, look out, in the evening for the little stray, will you? I feel if he’s alive he may come back on a moonbeam. A box from The Printemps came, too. The veil is exquisite. Thank you. Saw Bouchage today & am going to see Le Blanc, chirurgien, with him tomorrow, to get the latters advice about not cutting, but puncturing this gland. This is an operation as simple as an intramuscular injection. It is done with a large needle & nobody is any the worse for it. I think its a good idea. Ill let you know what they decide on. Any move is a good move if one is in prison. But  one learns at grim cost that its only the prisoner who NEVER gets tired of trying to escape. There’s been a terrific East wind today. Positive scythes hurtling through the air. Good old Marie II broke a windy in her excitement. Can’t you imagine the unholy joy of Marie I? But M. Allasena has of course leapt into the breach. I shant want you to hurry for any sort of reason because of this gland. I am now serious: I mean that.

[To Ida Baker, in Collected Letters, 11 March 1921.]