10 May 1921

10 May 1921

Hotel Beau Site, Clarens-Montreux, Switzerland

My Precious Darling Anne,
If I were in Paris wouldn’t I fly to where you were! Its so perfect of you even to think Im there. I feel as though I was. Or at least that for two quite inferior pins I could pack up and go. But, chère, at the moment I can only walk from the kerridge to the door and from the door to the kerridge. Cant mount a stair, cant do anything but lie in a chaise longue looking at mountains that make one feel one is living in the Eye of the Lord. Its all temporary - I am full of beans and full of fight, but unfortunately darling Im full of Bacilli too. Which is a bother. If you came here Id simply have such a laugh about it that this rotten old chaise longue would break its Swiss legs. Instead Im waiting for docteur Figli (good name that!) and Ive got a very nice little booklet of information to give him about 2 little guineas which have just died for my sake. The number of guinea pigs Anne that Ive murdered! So that, my precious dear, is that. Paris might be - might very well be la pleine lune for me.
[To Anne Drey in Collected Letters, 12 May.]