Extremities

Wednesday, January 26th., Royal York Hotel, Brighton.

I have done 2,000 words each day this week of "Clayhanger". I think the stuff is getting better each day.

Last night Orage sent me the first novel (I think) censured by the Libraries under their new scheme. I read 100 pages of it. I won't be reading any more.

Perfect weather today. Hard frost. Chilblains on all my extremities.

Still reading Stendhal's "Le Rouge et le Noir" with humility.