1893 MADEIEA 297 



February 11. 



This is the joyful day.^ Your telegram was 

 handed to me at lunch, so all the Inner Brotherhood 

 had the benefit. The Canon said you ought to have 

 used the comparative degree, so as to leave me an 

 opportunity of returning the superlative. 



What a journey you had, poor dears ! It does 

 not seem so certain after all that we should be safe 

 ior comfort on a long voyage. Mytsie and Char, had 

 s. worse passage than you, the wind was dead against 

 them all the way. 



It is indeed shocking about the Dean.^ I heard 

 it before you did. I will write to him by this mail. 



So glad you had such a good concert. If you only 

 inew how I was longing to enjoy it with you. . . . 



An adagio movement has now followed the 

 allegro, and I am looking forward to a presto home 

 as a finale. 



My news is not much. My cold was very bad 

 from Saturday to Monday, but I slept most of the 

 time straight on. If it were not for my eyes I should 

 be almost as well as ever I was. 



I read Walter Hobhouse's child story, and Mrs. 



capped it with another. A little girl she knew 



asked whether, when she got to heaven, she might 

 ' have a little devil up to play with.' Mytsie's 

 nephew, when three years old, had a much prettier 

 idea. On M. telling him that something had hap- 

 pened before he was born, he said, ' Then that was 



^ His wedding-day. ^ Dr. Paget had been very ill. 



