12/14 'He said he was having a very good time. What did he say to you ?' 'Oh, he wrote, frankly to _me_.' 'Bored, is he ?' 'Miserable; enamoured of sorrow; got the hump; frightfully off colour; wants to come back to London. I suppose it's the Mitchells.' Edith smiled and looked pleased. 'He asked me not to come here much.' 'Ah! But he wouldn't want you to go anywhere. |