6 March 1921
6 March 1921
6 March 1921
Villa Isola Bella, Menton, France
I really must tell you this or jump out of bed or out of the window. You’ll appreciate it so. I paid the surgeon on the nail yesterday. That was all right. I expected to. Only 100. But Jack came down & paid the cocher. When I said Id paid the surgeon he replied “The cocher is mine. I agreed on the price 20 francs beforehand”. Just now — making out the weeks bills he asked me for 11 francs for the carriage — half, plus a 2 franc tip! I think its awful to have to say it. But fancy not paying for your wifes carriage to & from the surgery! Is that simply extraordinary or am I? I really am staggered. I think it is the meanest thing I ever heard of. Its not the fact which is so queer but the lack of fine feeling. I suppose if one fainted he would make one pay 3d for a 6d glass of sal volatile and ld on the glass. That really does beat Father.
Things are serene otherwise. My head hurts but not more than is to be expected. Cousin Lou has been in today. Shes infinitely kind and affectionate. In fact she lavishes kindness on me in an old fashioned family way.
The old villain is being as sweet as sugar. Hangs up my dresses, puts away my hats, brings up supper for 2 into this room without a murmur. I feel like Koteliansky when he says: “Let her be beaten — simply – but to death!” I hope to hear from you tomorrow.
Dont rush things. Keep well & be happy!
ALL IS WELL
Katherine.
[To Ida Baker, in Collected Letters, 13 March 1921.]