Thursday Dearest Mother. I have just come in and received your telegram. Very well - I will be back on Monday - I think I shall cross on Sunday night so as to have the day here. There are such quantities of things I still want to see. Yesterday I read all the morning in the Bib. Nat. where I might well spend a great many more mornings. I lunched at home and went afterwards with Reinach and Ricci to a Byzantine Museum not yet open to the public where we were shown over by the man who made it - one Mettele[?]. Most interesting it was. I don't begin to know but I begin to see what there is to know. I dined with the Stanleys and went with Aunt Maisie to the new Donnay play - absolutely charming, no plot at all, but so well written and so well acted. We both enjoyed it. Today I went to the Louvre in the morning then at 12 with Reinach to St Germains (NB I had no lunch at all!) where I read while he was busy and then was shown over it by him and introduced to several large domains of art of which I hadn't suspected the existence! Now I'm going to dine with him and spend the evening in his library. He wishes me to review a new book of Stryzgowski's for the Revue Archéologique - I think I might as well try my prentice[?] hand as it happens to be a Syrian subject which I do just happen to know a very little about. Anyhow it's a jolly lark. So to that end I'm going to consult his admirable works.
St Germains is a nice place isn't it. I had never been there. Reinach is director of the museum.

Tomorrow I must struggle with Cluny. Ever your affectionate daughter Gertrude