It is impossible for him to come due to pressure of work. But he shall have a holiday, in Sicily. The big fresco is done, now he has odd jobs to complete.
Herbert is home,
Arthur is fugged by the Education Bill. He has persuaded
Lady R. to take a break in Braunston.
Her letter reminded him of Egypt, which he loves, except Cairo, which he detests. The English ruin oriental simplicity.