



Don’t jump to conclusions halfway through. We are Jake Barnes and Lady Ashley from ‘The Sun Also Rises’ by one Ernest Hemingway. Once he had read it, he was indignant and excited. Dalloway.” With the novel, I must have enclosed a letter of my own, offering some insistence that he not only read the book but read my copy of it, and see something of us reflected in the pages I had annotated-most likely, the scenes about being young and half in love. The writer was a friend from school, a boy to whom I had mailed my copy of “Mrs. It was written on a sheet of paper torn from a composition notebook, with obvious care taken not to jag the edges. What I do remember, with a clarity that startles me, is a letter I received and opened with excitement, a letter I kept for many years. I was away from home, though I cannot recall where or why exactly-only that the mornings spread upon a countryside very green and bright, and that the days were hot, and longer than one felt they had any right to be. Dalloway” for the first time when I was ten or eleven, too young to make much sense of it.
