Happy birthday to the following letters, all written on the twentieth day of a November gone by.
Lytton sends his very fondest love. Which is a lie, but he is writing & I can’t disturb him. But I know he would, so I put it in. Please write & say you still love me, & bear me no malice for being a better thinker than a writer.
Dora Carrington
Letter to Seb…
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