12 May 1921

12 May 1921

Hotel Beau Site, Clarens-Montreux, Switzerland

But this cleanliness persists in everything. Even the bird droppings on the terrasse are immaculate and every inch of lilac is crisp home from the laundry. It’s a cursed country. And added to this there are these terrific mountains. I keep saying that about cats looking at Kings but one feels a very small cat, licking ones paw, making a dab or two at ones tail in the face of Immensities.
However, darling, I believe it is the only place where they do give one back ones wings and I cant go on crawling any longer. Its beyond a joke.
I hope you have a perfect time in Paris. Murry has been there. He was very happy. He’s at present lecturing in Oxford on Style. I had a very long story in The Mercury this month which I rather hoped you’d see because you’d see the point of it. I hope you do. Tell me about your work when you have time. The precious babe’s little picture follows me everywhere. The one in the pram - looking out.
I shant stay here at this hotel long so my London address is best. The sight of distant Montreux is altogether too powerful. As to the people in this hotel — it is like a living cemetery. I never saw such deadness. I mean belonging to a by gone period. Collar supports (do you remember them?) are the height of fashion here & hair nets and silver belt buckles and button boots. Face powder hasn’t been invented yet.
Its a queer world, but in spite of everything, darling, its a rare rare joy to be alive — and I salute you and it & kiss you both together — but you I kiss more warmly. Love please to Drey.
Goodbye for now.
Toujours, ma bien-chére
Ta
Katherine.

[To Anne Drey in Collected Letters, 12 May.]