BR TO OTTOLINE MORRELL, [18 NOV. 1911]
BRACERS 17348. Morrell papers #261, Texas
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My Dearest Dearest

Your letter was such a joy — it was such a wonderful letter. Darling, don’t be wishing you could do more for me — it is unbelievable how much you do for me. I couldn’t have believed it would be possible to do so much. So long as we cannot be together always, it is not humanly possible to do more. You do make me really deeply and lastingly happy and you help me to live seriously and well — And you increase the passionateness of all my feelings for good things. — Yes I do feel your love with me always — it is a presence with me in all I do and say and think.

I am still free Tuesday — I had proposed myself to the Whiteheads but they can’t have me. I am also free Monday morning and Wed. morning. So we shall have our Tuesday evening. — I love evenings with you so much. — I have heard from Alys saying the desk will be given to any one I send for it. She also says she will return some silver and linen that belonged to my parents — it may come in useful in the Flat.

My Index is a bore — I have been at it all the morning and have still about 2 hours’ work to do on it. This afternoon I have to talk to some people in Ogden’s rooms about Adult Suffrage. You will have seen that Lloyd George definitely undertook to take up the campaign — not in favour of full Adult Suffrage, but Dickinson No. 2 (including wives of voters), which is very nearly as good — it excludes few large classes except domestic servants. So I suppose it is nearly certain that next year about 7 million women will get the vote. It is astonishing. I have no doubt in my mind that it is one of those great events, like religious toleration ora emancipation of slaves, that date a period and become landmarks for the whole future. I think the only other thing of equal importance in our age is the awakening of the Far East. I can easily believe the immediate political effects will not be good — it is the ultimate effects in private life that seem to me important.

Tonight I dine with Hilton Young’s dining club. I don’t know who will be there.

Last night I slept 9 hours so you see that was all right. I dare say I shall sleep as much tonight. All through dinner I discussed with Moore what it is to be a grandfather — we waged a doubtful battle and every one in our neighbourhood began to listen — it is a most obtuse question. At last I suggested we should ask someone who is a grandfather, but Moore didn’t think that would be much use.

Tomorrow I shall really have nothing to do except write to an Uncle and an Aunt — after that I can twiddle my thumbs. I suppose I must finish Bergson, whom I have read no more of all this time.

Goodbye my Darling. I feel so full of happiness that I can’t write anything but nonsense. Dearest don’t you think you ought not to put off Combes on my account, if he can see you at Xmas? Goodbye my heart. All my love goes out to you.

Your
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  [document] Document 000261. Proofread against a colour scan of the original.

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  [envelope] A circled “261”. The Lady Ottoline Morrell | 44 Bedford Square | London W.C. Pmk: CAMBRIDGE | 3.15 PM | NO 18 | 11 | 8

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