May 11,1952
Dear Frank:
Meant to write you the day the Angler arrived, just to
thank you, the woodcuts alone are worth ten times the price of
the book. What a weird world we live in when so beautiful a
thing can be owned for life--for the price of a ticket to a
Broadway movie palace, or l/50th the cost of having one tooth
capped.
Well, if your books cost what they're worth I couldn't
afford them!
You'll be fascinated to learn (from me that hates novels)
that I finally got round to Jane Austen and went out of my mind
over Pride & Prejudice which I can't bring myself to take back
to the library till you find me a copy of my own.
Regards to Nora and the wage-slaves. HH



