[c/o Mrs Perkins, 1418 East 63d St., Seattle]
When I wrote to you on Thursday afternoon I did not have time to take the letter to the post-office in Holborn where there is an Air Mail box, and on Friday I was too busy to be able to write again; but this morning (Saturday) I am taking at the office, because one Director must be here on Saturday, and two, De la Mare and Faber, are away. So I thought I would write a short note and post it by Air Mail, out of curiosity to see whether it would catch up the first or not. Also I wanted to send off the enclosed, which is as I shall appear on my new passport. Do you consider that two years have altered my appearance at all?
I am afraid that my letters tend now to become very dull. That I think is because I am bound to be very restless and fidgetty [sic] for the next five weeks, with all the worries and anxieties, the minor as well as major preparations to make, the lack of time to do everything necessary, and also an impatience and excitement. Yes, I am really very excited about this new turn in my life, which is so momentous. And also, I await eagerly the time when I can sit down leisurely at the end of the day, and write a letter which, with the assistance of the Air again, you may perhaps receive in two days time – at any rate, four days is better than ten or fourteen.
I did not explain that it was annoying to have to go through your letters in a hurry, while looking for your Seattle address, and not be able to stop and read them. IHale, Emilycorrespondence with TSE;w3TSE still rereads with pleasure;d1 did read snatches of several; and they seemed as fresh and living as ever: I mean that they gave me as much of a thrill as on the first reading. And what higher compliment can one pay to a letter, pray?