夜雨聆风the meantime business is being neglected. I carry on atthe office and in a way it’s rather fun because R.G. givesme a free hand. He said to me yesterday: “Thank Heaven,there’s one sane person in the world. You’re never likely tofall in love with a crook, Blackie, are you?” I said I didn’tthink I was likely to fall in love with anybody. R.G. said:
“Let’s start a few new hares in the City.” He’s really rathera mischievous devil sometimes and he sails terribly nearthe wind. “You’re quite determined to keep me on thestraight and narrow path aren’t you, Blackie?” he said theother day. And I shall too! I can’t understand how peoplecan’t see when a thing’s dishonest—but R.G. really andtruly doesn’t. He only knows what is actually against thelaw.
Belle only laughs at all this. She thinks the fuss about So-nia is all nonsense. “Sonia has her own money,” she said.
“Why shouldn’t she marry this man if she wants to?” I saidit might turn out to be a terrible mistake and Belle said,“It’s never a mistake to marry a man you want to marry—even if you regret it.” And then she said, “I suppose Soniadoesn’t want to break with Randall because of money. So-nia’s very fond of money.”
No more now. How is father? I won’t say Give him my love.
But you can if you think it’s better to do so. Have you seenmore people? You really must not be morbid, darling.
Sonia asks to be remembered to you. She has just come inand is closing and unclosing her hands like an angry catsharpening its claws. I think she and R.G. have had an-other row. Of course Sonia can be very irritating. Shestares you down with that cool stare of hers.
Lots of love, darling, and buck up. This iodine treatmentmay make a lot of difference. I’ve been enquiring about itand it really does seem to have good results.
