l look ghastly pale. The effect is
weird to the last degree, and I am sure that you will enjoy it. For
myself, as you know, uncanny things hold no fear. I suppose it is
that I have been up against so many different kinds of fears, or,
rather, of things which for most people have terrors of their own,
that I have come to have a contempt--not an active contempt, you
know, but a tolerative contempt--for the whole family of them. And
you, too, will enjoy yourself here famously, I know. You'll have to
collect all the stories of such matters in our new world and make a
new book of facts for the Psychical Research Society. It will be
nice to see your own name on a title-page, won't it, Aunt Janet?

_From Rupert Sent Leger_, _Vissarion_, _to Janet MacKelpie_, _Croom_.

_January_ 30, 1907.

MY DEAR AUNT JANET,

I stopped writing last night--do you know why? Because I wanted to
write more! This sounds a paradox, but it is true. The fact is
that, as I go on telling you of this delightful place, I keep finding
out new beauties myself. Broadly speaking, it _is all_ beautiful.
In the long view or the little view--as the telescope or the
microscope directs--it is all the same. Your eye can turn on nothing
that does not entrance you. I was yesterday roaming about the upper
part of time Castle, and came across some delightful nooks, which at
once I became fond of, and already like them as if I had known them
all my life. I felt at first a sense of greediness when I had
appropriated to myself several rooms in different places--I who have
never in my life had more than one room which I could call my
own--and that only for a time! But when I slept on it the feeling
changed, and its aspect is now not half bad. It is now under another
classification--under a much more important label--_proprietorship_.
If I were writing philosophy, I should here put in a cynical remark:

"Selfishness is an appanage of poverty. It might appear in the
stud-book as by 'Morals' out of 'Wants.'"

I have now three bedrooms arranged as my own particular dens. One of
the other two was also a choice of Uncle Roger's. It is at the top
of one of the towers to the extreme east, and from it I can catch the
first ray of light over the mountains. I slept in it last n