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10 August 1907 — Ca’ Capello, Venice | |
Saturday. 10th [August 1907]. Malagola came to bid me goodbye. I left by the 2 o’cl train & after a dreadfully hot journey in a carriage full of ladies, American & Italian reached Belluno abt 6 where Carry Eden met me at the station & took me in her carriage to Salce where I felt one could breathe again & I should recover my jaded mind & body. The villa is large cool & comfortable the air fresh at night—& my hosts charming. I soon got better & should have thoroughly enjoyed myself had I not been pursued by the nervous feeling that I had done wrong to sign those horrid bills & I used to wake at nights to think about it. The accounts of my brother Ivor are also so bad that they are another source of worry. The life was calm & pleasant. I came downstairs from my room of a morning abt 10– Mr Eden was generally out in the garden sketching in water colours. Carry was out tending her flowers wh made a magnificent show. We lunched at 12 after wh Carrie & I sat in the big cool hall. She made bead chains for me while I read aloud to her. At 4 we went out to tea in the garden where we found Mr Eden—& then if fair, we went for a short drive we three humans & the 3 dogs. Dined at 7.30 & to bed at 9.20. I, not used to going so early to bed used to play patience & read in bed. One day we drove to the Vena d’Oro—a little beyond Belluno—once we called on the Wiels at Sacchieva—once we called on other friends of the Edens. The first days were very hot—but one night came up a magnificent storm wh broke up the great heat after wh it was almost cold & we cd not sit out in the loggia after dinner. At first my rheumatism got better but the changes of weather made the pains return. Towards the end of my visit came letters from Charlie Wyld saying that I had done quite right about signing those bills, so I might, had I known, have saved myself much worry—& the end of my visit was peaceful except that the news of Ivor were not so reassuring– Alas, there seems little room for hope there. At last after spending a fortnight at Salce I began to turn towards home & decided to return. The Edens persuaded me to go straight to Abano to try the mud baths there for my rheumatism so I reluctantly decided to do so & on | |
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