March 9 + 

In bed till 12:30 reading Bergson and the O.T. + 

Over to the flat to supper. E⁠⸺ was cold and silent. She spurned me. No wonder. I talked volubly and quite brilliantly with the definite purpose of showing up J⁠⸺’s somnolence. I also pulled his leg. He hates me. No wonder. After supper, he went in to her studio and remained there alone with her while she worked. At 11 p.m. he was still there when I came away in a whirlwind of jealousy, regrets, and rage. G⁠⸺ said he was going to stay on until he saw “the blighter off the premises.” Neither of us would go in to turn him out. + 

I love her deeply and once my heart jumped when I thought I heard her coming into the room. But it was only P⁠⸺. Did not see her again⁠—even to say “Good night.” + 