You may tell Sutro that I have bought a dozen silk collars.
After weary weeks of nauseating treatment,
he writes:
It will be an awful sell if this cure ends without doing me good. Still I always hope. Whatever happens I shall want at least a week's after-cure which I should probably take here: simply a rest and air, without any waters or baths. But what is your Cornish date?
I replied, 27. 7. 17.
By this time you will have seen that our minds
have been working on parallel lines towards the
same conclusion that an after-cure is quite essential.
It will suit me perfectly well to stay here
until, and including, Friday the 24th, or later if
you like. My Cornish arrangements are quite
fluid. . . .
For all your pagan pose, he writes, you are a fine old Irish Christian gentleman, as is proved by your suggestion of an after-cure, dictated no doubt at the identical moment when I was writing my answer to it. At any rate, I prefer to think of you as a Christian brother rather than as a Corsican brother. As I said, I shall probably take that after-cure, but take it at Harro-*
