WAR disturbing it. This was the last time that I saw him as, soon afterwards, he went to Nice. I was still sitting for the American sculptress and so we had enough money to live on. The German guns were getting nearer and nearer and the Government had gone to Bordeaux. Out- side the Gare Montparnasse were long queues of people going to Bordeaux with all their belongings. We went to see Brancusi, the sculptor, every after- noon. He lived in the Rue Montparnasse. He had two workshops and lived in a little room. He was very like a saint and played a guitar and sang Rumanian songs. He talked to us about life and cheered us up. Basil was in Paris again. He could not join the Army as he had a bad knee. He asked me what I was going to do. I said that I had better go back to England. I should, of course, have gone to Nice where many artists went and lived very cheaply. One day Edgar and I went to the Cimeti&re Montparnasse. We used to go there sometimes and sit under the trees and read. It was very quiet. We would bring a bottle of cheap wine with us. One afternoon Edgar said, " How much does it cost to get married in England? " and I said, " I think about seven-and-sixpence," and he said, " Let us get married! " I said that I didn't mind if I did. We had no money to get to England however, and I had been in Paris about six weeks. Basil lent or rather gave me some money and we took a train to Le Havre. Edgar had no papers except the birth certificate and when I got to Le Havre I had to see ;''";' ' ' ' ' "" •' ":-' 79 "' :'- -'•"•'••"' :" ' " <•'