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The Letters of Katherine Mansfield: Volume II

October 17, 1922

To J. M. Murry

I don't want any more books at present of any kind. I am sick and tired of books, and that's a dreadful fact. They are to me like sandwiches out of the Hatter's bag. I'll get back to them, of course.

A queer thing. I have cramp in my thumb and can hardly hold the pen. That accounts for this writing. L. M. and I are off to Fontainebleau this morning. I am taking my toothbrush and comb. Dr. Young 'phoned me yesterday that there is a lovely room all ready. I'll see G. and come back to-morrow. It's not sunny to-day. What a terrible difference sun makes! It ought not to. One ought to have a little core of inner warmth that keeps burning and is only added to by sun. One has, I believe, if one looks for it…

I must get up. The puffi train is, as usual, steaming up and down my room at the very idea of going away, even for half a day.