. Russian portraits . e I have hadto wash in cold water ; nor am I called, but Iwake up quite mechanically every morning ateight. It will be wonderful to have scrambledeggs one day for breakfast, but I am getting usedto just black bread and butter, and sometimescheese. I wonder a good deal about my family andfriends. It is so strange to have left them withouta word, and to get no letters and not to be ableto write any. Mamma especially—bless her, whoalways says good-night as if it were good-bye-for-ever —I wonder what she feels about mygoing off without telling her. I wonder if Papais anxious
. Russian portraits . e I have hadto wash in cold water ; nor am I called, but Iwake up quite mechanically every morning ateight. It will be wonderful to have scrambledeggs one day for breakfast, but I am getting usedto just black bread and butter, and sometimescheese. I wonder a good deal about my family andfriends. It is so strange to have left them withouta word, and to get no letters and not to be ableto write any. Mamma especially—bless her, whoalways says good-night as if it were good-bye-for-ever —I wonder what she feels about mygoing off without telling her. I wonder if Papais anxious about me, or indifferent and resentful !When I think about Dick and Margaret I feel asadness. I can get on without most people inthe world, but not without those two, and theymust wonder why they do not get letters fromme. It it rather dreadful to think thatthey might believe that my silence meansforget fulness. This evening we went to the Coq thought I was back in London until I lookedaway from the Marcus AND RICHARD BRINSLEY SHERIDAN, p. 90. RUSSIAN PORTRAITS September 30TH. Kameneff came to see me in the morning withhis watch in his hand, he had twenty was paralysing, one cannot talk under suchconditions. I confined myself to presentinghim with a list of things I want done ! Smallwonder he comes so seldom to see me. When hedoes come everyone in the house knows it, andone by one they come to my door and ask to seehim, each wanting something of him, while hiscar which waits at the door is borrowed for anerrand. It is very discouraging for him. Borodin took me to Prince Igor this evening,it combined the opera with the ballet. In thebox next to us was a party of Afghans and withthem a Korean. Down in the stalls one manwas in a smoking coat and evening shirt, thefirst I have seen. He was very conspicuous. October ist. Nicholas Andrev met me at the Kremlin at1 oclock. Kameneff had placed a car at ourdisposal for the afternoon. We went
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