1 Matjesfontein
2 Saturday
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4 Dear Laddy
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6 Thank you for your wire. I’m better tonight. I think I shall get up
7tomorrow & go out. You’ve been so sweet & good to me, dear. Everyone
8has been so good to me it’s so wicked of me to feel so depressed.
9It’s physical you know. My legs & body are all swollen: Stevenson
10says it’s my kidneys that the measles have affected. But I shall
11soon be well now I think. Old Sydney Stuart sent me such a beautiful
12bunch of flowers this morning. I hope you will thank him when you see
13him. I felt so touched by his kindness. It is so wicked of me to feel
14so depressed, it is purely physical. I want to go back to England
15I’m so tired of Africa, but I must finish my novel. I see from the
16paper you are plodding along at the old work. I wish so you would get
17a long rest. Give my love to all.
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19 Olive
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21 I have the "little imp" to take care of me. That’s what the nurse
22called her. If you ask her for water at seven o’clock in the morning,
23 she brings it you at two in the afternoon; & when you ask her where
24she has been she says "Fetching the water". ^But I shall get up
25tomorrow & not need any one any more. Thanks dear for all your
26kindness.^
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28 ^Can you find out anything about that old man ?Cowen who tortures me so
29with his letters. He used to edit a ^comic^ paper called the Zingare in
30Cape Town: that’s all I know of him. Don’t you think he’s mad? I
31have got to write to him when I am better & tell him again that he’s
32not to write about me, that its so painful to me.^
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