[Grace Toll Hall, Scripps College, Claremont]
I thought that you might be glad to have me write a line this morning, after dining with your aunt and uncle last night. TheyPerkinses, theTSE desires parental intimacy with;b5 are dear people, and I hope that they felt that I was happy to be with them. I can, I think, very quickly establish myself on easy social terms with people – partly because I naturally tend to like everyone, except when there is something positively dislikeable, and partly because it is an acquirable social habit which I have had painfully to learn – but I am very diffident beyond that point. I should like them even to have a slight paternal feeling towards me! I only mention that as an indication. They are obviously very devoted to you, and that in itself is a strong reason for my wishing to feel at home there. ThereHale, Emilyphotographs of;w7in broad-brimmed 'picture' hat;a6 wereHale, Emilyphotographs of;w7in 18th-century French costume;a5 two new photographs of you – new to me, I mean – there was of course no reason why I should not have examined them carefully, but that that would have led to some remarks about them, and I was afraid that I might be embarrassingly emotional, I did not know to what degree. Having them about was like having a bowl of wonderfully scented flowers; they seemed to perfume the room with beauty. One was kneeling down, in a costume apparently 18th century and French, I suppose a scene from a play; but not I should say taken on the same occasion as the little one you sent me. The other, also cabinet size, was I imagine early, as you were wearing a ‘picture’ hat, a very broad brimmed summer hat which has not been worn for a long time. It was in profile. But it makes no difference to me whether your photographs are recent or old, they are equally wonderful. They inspire me with a feeling of awe which you may not understand, towards something so much more beautiful than anything in the world that it makes me feel very inferior, and yet happy to be alive in a world in which such beauty can exist.
Your aunt partakes my anxiety about your working beyond your strength; and nothing you are likely to be able to say about that is likely to reassure me, so you need not try.