Please forget about that dreadful letter I sent you last week--I was
feeling terribly lonely and miserable and sore-throaty the night I
wrote. I didn’t know it, but I was just coming down with tonsilitis
and grippe and lots of things mixed. I’m in the infirmary now, and
have been here for six days; this is the first time they would let
me sit up and have a pen and paper. The head nurse is _very bossy_.
But I’ve been thinking about it all the time and I shan’t get well
until you forgive me.
Here is a picture of the way I look, with a bandage tied around my
head in rabbit’s ears.
[Illustration]
Doesn’t that arouse your sympathy? I am having sublingual gland
swelling. And I’ve been studying physiology all the year without
ever hearing of sublingual glands. How futile a thing is education!
I can’t write any more; I get sort of shaky when I sit up too long.
Please forgive me for being impertinent and ungrateful. I was badly
brought up.
Yours with love,