LAU GHIN G TORSO to collect my work for the exhibition, The Pole saw me off at the Gare St. Lazare. I entered a third- class carriage and in it I found a young man, Hans Egli, whom I had known for some time and who had married one of my friends. He was coming from Switzerland with his youngest child, who was about a year <Jld. He had with him also one of my guitars. I had some wine with me. Some other people entered the carriage and I felt rather embarrassed as I was sure that they thought I was the mother of the infant. A business man with a grey moustache was sitting beside me. My friend handed me the baby, who roared. I wished I could have jumped out of the window. The business man smiled and I handed him the baby. Hans and I, much relieved, took down the guitar, and I opened the wine. The baby was entertained by the business man and we drank wine and sang songs till we reached Dieppe. We got to London at 7.30 a.m. It was cold and dreary and raining slightly, I took a room in a hotel and went directly to bed, wondering what my exhibition and the future would bring forth.