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24 January 1910 — 3 Savile Row | |
Monday. 24th [January 1910]. Up to 9 o’clock breakfast & worked all the morning at tearing up old letters which had accumulated for years. I am now determined not to keep in future the letters of all my family which will only be a trouble to my relations when I die. This is a lesson I have learnt from going thro’ dear Monty’s papers—besides mine are already black with the dirt of London & disagreeable to the touch– Connie looked in to see me & Kate for a few minutes. Kate was busy putting together a puzzle while I worked at the letters. Monty’s valet Woodrow worked here today at renewing the cords of my pictures which have become very unsafe as the climate of London corrodes the wire by which they are hung. After luncheon I walked with Kate to see Blanche at Cav. Sqr. She being kept in by a cold. I left Kate with her while I drove in Blanche’s electric brougham to see Lady Vivian but did not find her at home so I went to see Mr Rate & then got home in a cab to find Nora Hallé waiting to see me & Kate returned home. We had tea together & I settled to go on Wedy morning to work again at the studio. Soon after 6 Lady Gregory arrived from Dublin to stay with me—so we are now a large party for besides Kate there are Charlie & Nellie Wyld here. Louis Du Cane dined here & brought me a letter from a man offering me £20000 for this house if I would sell it. I said that I did not feel the wish for more money & that if I sold it would be to quit London altogether as I never should undertake to set up a new house in England. This is really such a nice old fashioned, gentleman’s house with its panelled ground floor & bedrooms & fine dining room with columns & gilt moulding on grained oak wood—its large drawing room with 4 windows & Adams ceiling—the back drawing room which is now my bedroom (where I now am writing) that I never could like another London house. Besides I lived here twice with Henry on our first return from Constantinople which makes it feel homelike. Monty let us part of the house then. He had lived here many years—& only left when he took a fancy to the Albany rooms. no—no—I cannot move out of this house now & am content with what I have got. Reggie Alderson also dined with us this evening. | |
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