'To return to my reading at the moment ? I have another book of Ford Madox Ford?s ? oh ! a lovely one, called ?Provence?. He died this year ? how sad he must have been in poor old London. But all you loved best in Provence comes out in that book ? and in the end the author says we must come back to it, learn to plant our cabbages ? and to cook them ? or we are doomed. How I regret that I could not send you that book ? but alas !! By the way I sent a ?Pied Piper? for Shirley. I hope it arrives.'