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Hermione
Nearly every night before I go to bed I ask myself, "Have I been a Stimulating Influence today? Or have I failed?"
Fothergil Finch says I Stimulate him!
Poor, dear man!—he's becoming quite—quite—well, er—er—too encouraged, if you know what I mean.
Yes, that is the way with poets.
I doubt if any poet ever understood a purely Platonic Friendship.
I gave him a long, long look last evening and said, "Fothergil, can you keep on the Platonic Plane?"
He only said, "Alas! The Platonic Plane!"
I hope he can. I need him for my Salon.
I'm having the entire ground floor of the house done over for that, you know, and I may reopen it any time now!
