My love to ‘Kathia’ and to you, dear fellow Pagans.
Ever yours rejoicingly,
William Sharp.
Tell K. that when I have ‘reformed’ I’ll write to her. Don’t let her be impertinent, and say that this promise will be fulfilled ad Græcas Kalendas!
P. S. Here are my proposed ‘coming-movements.’
(1) Lill joins me in Paris about 10 days hence, and remains to see the two Salons, etc.
(2) From the middle of May till the middle (14th) of July we shall be in London.
(3) Then Lill goes with friends to Germany, to Bayreuth (for Wagnerian joys) and I go afoot and aboat among the lochs and isles and hills of the western Scottish Highlands.
(4) We meet again in Stirling or Edinburgh, early in August—and then, having purchased or hired a serviceable if not a prancing steed, we go off for three weeks vagabondage. The steed is for Lill and our small baggage and a little tent. We’ll sometimes sleep out: sometimes at inns, or in the fern in Highlander’s cottages. Thereafter I shall again go off by myself to the extreme west “where joy and melancholy are one, and where youth and age are twins” as the Gaelic poet says.