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283 (think that's the number - I've lost track) Saturday 4 Aug 8 am Darling - A P.T.A. meeting (in place of the usual Friday classes) last night concluded five nights’ running for me and now I shall have a couple of leisure evenings. Things are still running well at school and promise to continue so. (I left a note on Chief [S?] desk last night saying that I wouldn't be in till 8 or 8:15 this morning, for I meant to write you a letter; instead of that I overslept.) So our young lady was fourteen months old yesterday! - or today, where you are. Tell her more about Daddy for me, how much he loves her and how very anxious he is to get home and play with her. The fifteen minute-to-half hour in-between time which last week, a little conscience-stricken, I bent to writing you at every available opportunity - an extravagant effort to carry on indefinitely, since it means no relaxing - I've been using in the past few days to read “The Razor's Edge.” [pg 2] When I read a book like that I wonder why I don't do much more reading (of literature) than I do; it's the most rewarding activity I know of. Not that “The Razor's Edge” is a really finished piece of writing: there are false notes in it, and certain characters are (At leas tin certain periods) not altogether credible. But I can say that Maugham's writing brings a wealth of imagery to mind in a way which, just because of how it makes me feel, is good for me. I shall send you money to buy it and when I am home we shall read it together, whether or not you care to read it yourself meanwhile. Till later, my darling I love you Warren
