2404. RB to EBB
As published in The Brownings’ Correspondence, 13, 31–32.
Monday. [Postmark: 8 June 1846]
My “recommendation” to dearest Ba was properly interpreted by her when she regarded the spirit and not the letter of it.
The day was hot, even I thought who thrive in heat—and yesterday you did well to keep the house .. but last night’s rain, and this comfort of cloudiness may allow you to resume the exercise,—only with all care, darling! Mrs Jameson told me she called the other day on Miss Barrett and was informed that lady was “walking before her door”—for I went last night, and deserved to be amused, perhaps, for the effort, .. and so I was: I never liked our friend as I now like her,—I more than like the goodnature and good feeling and versatility of ready intelligence and quick general sympathy– She is to see you to-day. She told this to a Miss Kindersley who had been reading the Drama of Exile to her complete delight—but in listening silently;—and after, when Mrs J. obligingly turned and said “How I should like to introduce you to Miss Barrett .. did you ever see her?” .. to which I answered in the old way, “that nobody, as she knew, saw you”; at all these times did not I feel the “mask” you speak of! I am, fortunately, out of the way of enquirers .. but if the thing were of constant occurrence, it would be intolerable. Shall it indeed end soon? May I count by months, by weeks? It is not safe—beginning to write on this subject—I can do nothing moreover.
Well,—Lough has some good works, and you will be pleased I daresay: but, of all things, hold him to his bond of maintaining the strictest privacy—for Mr Powell or his kith and kin go there—and his impudence and brazen insensibility are dreadful to encounter beyond all belief. He would book-make about “the meeting,” and in his ordinary talk, be supplied with a subject to tell lies about for the next year or two,—unless he got a lesson earlier– But Lough will understand and keep his promise, no doubt, if you exact it strictly.
My mother is decidedly better, .. I am quite well—considering Thursday is so far off!—considering the end of summer is so far off– Would it be profane to think of that lament .. “the Summer is ended and we are not saved?”
I am obliged to leave off here– I love you ever my best
dearest, own Ba!
Address: Miss Barrett, / 50. Wimpole Street.
Postmark: 8NT8 JU8 1846 B.
Docket, in EBB’s hand: 202.
Publication: RB-EBB, pp. 765–766.
Manuscript: Wellesley College.
1. The Moulton-Barrett’s neighbor at 51 Wimpole Street (see letter 1756).
2. Jeremiah 8:20.