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My darling,
I went off duly to listen to Gillespie at 9.0 a.m. and then stayed on for some discussion. I had a shock when calling for letters to find a telegram which I tore open and was relieved to find it was only from an ex-patient. I feel very sleepy as I didn't sleep much at night and this is a sleepy town. Segal, who was apparently at school here, says it is a wretched place, always steamy, hot and cloudy. At the moment it is fine, but otherwise it lives up to her description.
Some man wanted me to join them in a group therapy session at lunch to-day. I want to cut it: it is just the day for a quiet lunch entirely by myself I feel.
Later. However, I went: and I felt that I was a silly ass because it turned out to be a very crowded and uncomfortable indoor lunch with people who didn't know much about it. I was however listened to with flattering attention and I had a very good omelette and a beer, and that is something. But at the moment, which is midnight, the main thing is that I have had a letter from you. When I came back after the last paper of the Congress there it was. I gather you sent it on Monday so it seems extraordinary that I have had to wait till Wednesday evening before getting it. But it has made me feel quite different. I have really felt very worried and that damned telegram made me have a nasty shock. It is a great relief that all was going on ordinarily and I am ashamed to say I even felt a little bit glad you missed me.
To go back to the story: I went to the papers chiefly to hear Money-Kyrle and Rosenfeld. Money-Kyrle was very gentlemanly and Elliott
thought it was good for them all to see how an Old Etonian died in the last ditch so to speak. Rosenfeld's was the last in the Congress and I thought it good.
I joined Elliott and M. K. and he drove us to the Beau-Rivage where we had a beer on a terrace lined with tiny pink lorraine begonias. Then ten minutes to tidy up at the hotel where I found your letter thank God. I had walked back at midda