Correspondence from Aleister Crowley to Cordelia Sutherland

Ding Dong [The Bell Inn]

June 16 [1944]

Dear Cordelia

Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.

So you absconded with yourself—much worse than any measly £250.

No letter from you; no address to wire to—Hell!

Possibly not your fault: P.[ost] O.[ffice] here gone utterly mad.
All I want this time is Chocolate Powder, Plover’s Eggs I mean Seagulls’ if not more than 1/-, One bottle Whisky the best they have from F[ortnum] & M[ason] (my date is the 17th see Mr. Barrounce) knickers and smoking jacket from Teayne—AND your own dear delightful self; whose absence has helped the weather to make this the worst week I’ve had since I’ve been here. Oh so lonely!

No—one thing (i.e. 1001 things) more: music for La Gauloise; and about 30 copies of the song. Record and music are in 2nd (lower) by drawer of what-is-it (where cups and glasses were)

I am so damned angry and bored at not seeing you that I can’t write a letter, and don’t give a hoot. Hope you can come not later than Tuesday; if you can’t, do ‘phone and I’ll dash up to town Monday or Tuesday and we’ll lunch together

Love is the law, love under will.

Yours,

A.C.

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