7 August 1918: 'Our excitement [has been] the return of the servants from Lewes last night, with [...] the English review for me, with [...] Katherine Mansfield on Bliss. I threw down Bliss with the exclamation, "She's done for!" Indeed I don't see how much faith in her as as woman or writer can survive that sort of story [...] her mind is a very thin soil, laid an inch or two upon very barren rock [...] she is content with superficial smartness; & the whole conception is poor, cheap, not the vision, however imperfect, of an interesting mind. She writes badly too. And the effect was as I say, to give me an impression of her callousness & hardness as a human being. I shall read it again; but I dont suppose I shall change.'