Work and play

Sunday, December 16th., Yacht Club, London.

I worked most of yesterday at "The Pretty Lady" and got to the end of another chapter. Saw Chalmers Mitchell, H.G. Wells and Massingham at the Reform. Dined at flat with Marguerite and Richard who is back from school at Oundle.

Wyndhams Theatre

Then to Barrie's "Dear Brutus" where we had seats in the back row of the dress circle. A great success and deserved. For a fanciful play the idea is A1 and it is worked out with much invention. As soon as I saw the scheme of the play I feared for the last Act. However the last Act was very good. I enjoyed the play nearly thoughout.

On coming away, vast jostling crowds in the streets, and the feel of a tremendous city in the dark. How to keep in mind that not so far away there are young men crouching in trenches, shivering in the cold, and apprehensive that they may be called upon to 'go over the top' tomorrow. I sometimes find it impossible to make any sense of the world.