V
The first five months of 1916 were a time of relatively good health for Teixeira; and our correspondence contains little more than an invitation, which he acknowledged in departmental language.
I wrote:
Tuesday, Jan. 4th, 1916.
Though long I’ve wished to bid you come and dine,
Your way of life stood ever in the way;
For you, I gather, go to bed at nine
And rise at five (or five-fifteen) next day.
Yet Tuesday brings my chance. At half-past eight