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Dearest;
Herewith are two checques, one for pound 20 and one for pound 10. This will pay for the rent and a bittock. How do you stand now? Will you need anything before next pay day, Oct. 15?
Remember to put a twopenny stamp on the German cheque; and cancel it by writing the date across it; I haven’t any more stamps, you might send me a little blue book next time you write.
My visitors (for there were three more besides Willie A.) departed last night and I had a rare old time with them; all except one were old enough to be grandfathers, but typical elderly Englishmen out on a spree. The first evening they took tickets including for myself, for The Mikado, which is a bowdlerized version of the dear old G. & S. play, but put on the stage with stage effects that leave London way behind. I was told the costumes were genuine old Samurai and the decorations were beyond anything these me had ever seen. It certainly was a wonderful show. The play itself had been hacked about, out of all recognition and brought up to date with countless topical wheezes funniments, but the main songs and incidents – and personages – had been retained. So now, I know that in German a Tom Tit is a Bachstelze, which I didn’t know before. Afterwards we went to all sorts of nightclubs and bars where prices are high but quality poor. I never go near them as I can’t afford it nor would I willingly waste money in this way. However, I suppose it’s an experience and journalists ought to have experiences of everything.
The next evening I had tickets for the Charlottenburg Opera House, La Tosca which was very enjoyable. Nothing less than a box, of course. Then I took them to a restaurant which is filled up in the latest style which we don’t know in London, by a firm which specializes in internal decorative work, and they were also much interested in this, and S. A. is going to put it in a book he is writing on Decorative Art. Then again on the spree: that was the second night we didn’t get home before g.m. No wonder poor gay grandpa Willie ran out of cash and I had to lend him pound pound 8.10.- I hope he hasn’t got the artistic temperament and will forget to return it. I wouldn’t have done it for anyone else, but I couldn’t help myself very well.
So that’s the reason why you get the pound 30 in two different cheques. Well, they’re all gone now. Last night I went to a chamber music concert that you have seen the programme of; tonight another piano concert at the Bechstein Hall again; tomorrow I am dining at Bodker’s flat with the correspondents of the Morning Post and the Paris Matin. I never used to go anywhere as you know, and now it seems to come all in a rush. Life is strange. I have come to the conclusion that I must take it as it comes.
I can’t post this registered letter until tomorrow so will leave a space in case there is a letter by tomorrow morning’s delivery.
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Just received yours with enclosures about Mary; I will look into that matter at once. I suppose the communication from Herr N. to the Headmistress ? is primarily a guarantee of his respectability. At all events I have found his department in the telephone book.
No more just now from
Your loving,
J.