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5 fancy life at home is very very hard and annoying, after this summer. Just now I cannot now write to her. I write little notes and put them away. For me there must be this curse of people dear to me - men and women, drawn close, in fancy at least sometimes. I am not worrying about the novel. Something in me is growing stronger. I get a bit more? all the time - I think I send love to you and Kack. I wish I could see you both.