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thought of it. He came out so abruptly one day with this "You're like me you're slow" I used to get into a hopeless mix sometimes when I was painting him and trying to express an idea in an argument at the same time. And he told me I couldn't talk. But the night of one dinner party in the gallet [[??]] he turned round after my verses had been read and said "You can write if you cant talk." What do you think they said about Miss Clements at Concarneau - that she was "very nice when there were women around" that she 'went' for them and bored them to death trying to make them 'spond [[??]] on subjects which neither she nor they understood. At Gloucester and indeed every time she ever mentioned Mr. Harrison to me she gave me the impression of chuminess in regard to him and spoke of him as 'Alex." 

Monday we got some home letters this P.M. - and are so greedy for them. Aunt Emily's about toasting her ribs and grandma's new coverlid made me dreadfully homesick.