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forth to the [[?dance]].  [[?]] teams with endless schemes, for pictures new, both good and true, and if the Boston and Albany road, which passes directly under my window, don't drive me quite mad I hope to get to work very soon.  

I won't trouble you my dear boy with stories of how many times I have had to explain why a background was not the most desiarable quality of an antique drawing, nor how long I have to listen in dumbfounded amazement to the systems which have been learned by some of my pupils in other places.

Really my brain is beginning to turn and sometimes I wonder in almost a Japanese way why a shadow should have any shape, or what tones and lights were made for.

My loneliness and lost feeling is occasionally broken by a glimpse of Mme G. whom I have seen two or 

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three times since I got here and who is if possible more charming than ever. I brought so many of my old things with me that my studio looks quite like my 55th St ranch. I have already been asked to dine and spend the evening at the St Botolph Club by a man whom I've never seen but once in my life, Mr. A.V.S. Anthony the Engraver - Is there no way for a fellow to be let alone, what on earth am I to do in a club? and - but never mind. I'd like to get back to some place like Paris where people would know what a damn bad painter I was. It's a much more comfortable feeling on the whole.  Oh! duty what a frightful bugbear art thou!  I hope you don't mind this writing but the fact is I haven't got 

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The 2nd page of this scan is a continuation of the letter from the previous page. So page 2 then 1 transcribed in that order so that it makes sense.