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T. E. Lawrence to Edward Garnett
13 Birmingham Street,
Southampton
5.10.33.
Dear E.G.
It is most good of you to have sent that
Prussian Officer - a
very difficult book to get. I now have all the essential D.H.L. -
which is good! At the same time I feel a little guilty of greed: you
should have sold this duplicate for much silver money, and had a
weekend on the profits (Or perhaps you shouldn't; some scruple makes
me unable to sell books by people I like. I profiteered once on
Galsworthy firsts - but that was different. He left me cold.)
The curiosity is indeed a curiosity. I wonder what took you into
publishing, forty-four years ago? And so small a book. As you say,
the two short sketches show power and a sustained line of excitement
which is very instructive. From them I turned to the first, long,
story: and was left puzzled. The gift of description, the sense of
character - and by contrast the XIXth Cent. Moral. Very strange it
is. Whoever wrote it was no negligible person.
The book-plate is nice, but puzzling: for Ford Madox Brown was
alive a hundred years ago, and the forerunner of the pre-Raphaelites.
It's no use your pretending to be as old as that. Perhaps your father
knew him, and he knew you as a child and did it for you as a gift? It
is a remarkable spanning of the generations. Did you use it as a
book-plate? I'm not able to put any mark in my books - unless,
sometimes, T.E.S. in pencil on the fly-leaf corner. Whence, I
suppose, my losses partly flow. However from the cottage there will
be no borrowers and so no losses!
By my energy and your gifts I am now complete on D.H.L., Crane
and Reynolds. This weekend I am at the cottage, and aspire to read Wounds in the Rain or something of the sort - and then I'll try and
tell you more about my modern idea of Crane. I remember him as a man
of astonishment - one who surprised and shocked, by turns of incident
and vivid phrases. Rather that, than a sustained artist. But that is
an inarticulate memory, the surviving notion after years of neglect.
I have always meant, in my leisured age, to re-read all those men who
excited me in my youth.
T.E.S.
Little Dunn is so pleased and happy. Asked if he ought to thank you.
I have said we will all three meet in London, some time. I think you
would be good for him. He is too timid - and too drastic - by fits.

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