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MEET MR. WEEKS
trusts and the hysteria of Stock Exchanges.” The West¬ minster Gazette quoted this and more, but it left out the words ‘‘and of kisses.” Characteristic of the English newspaper!
‘‘April 2 ist. London. Palace Theatre. Pavlova dancing the dying swan. Feather falls off her dress. Two silent English¬ men. One says, ‘Moulting.’ That is all they say.
‘‘Thursday, November 2nd. Today I wrote five articles; two reviews; two articles on ‘The Black Tulip’ play, and my weekly ‘household notes.’
“Thursday, October 31st. Dined with Sir James Barrie. Good short dinner. He told me that he didn’t smoke till he was twentythree and that he wrote ‘My Lady Nicotine’ before he had ever smoked. He said when he first came to London, he dined on tuppence a day (four ha’penny buns or scones) for a year, eating them in the street, and ate little else. He wrote about two articles a day and — if lucky — sold one in six.
“Monday, May 25th. Two hours’ walk in the rain in the forest this after-tea, when ideas for my play, my novel, and a story, ‘The Cat and Cupid,’ simply bubbled up out of me.
“Sunday, November 14th. Marguerite’s dog woke me up last night after I had had three hours’ sleep. After that my nerves were too tightened for me to try even to sleep (as I had just finished my play). I lay awake and listened, rather fright¬ ened, to the various noises, all very faint, that I could hear. (I had quietened the dog with a slipper.) Marguerite, the clocks, another noise, regular, that I couldn’t and don’t understand, and then still others, faint ones beneath these. About five I began reading Taine on Balzac, and came across some magni¬ ficent pages of generalizations about the art of observation.
“Wednesday, August 14th. Some months ago, at intervals, I seemed to detect a very slight temporary deterioration of my eyesight. Then I noticed nothing. Today I was conscious of a certain uneasiness in the organs. Several times there was a mist before my eyes, as there is now— a mist which I can dispel by a strong effort of the will, but which returns. I wonder whether this is the end of my hitherto magnificent eyesight, or whether it is merely due to my having got up too early this morning.
“Wednesday, April ist. Yesterday and today I drafted the whole of the play ‘The Snake Charmer,’ 1 act.
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