Miron Grindea to Rebecca West, Sunday night

"Dear Dame Rebecca, You really sent me home dreaming. It was not only the display of your irresistibly rich intelligence and with, but also the generosity with which you listened to ADAM'S clumsy epic. Many, many thanks for everything - the sunshine on the terrace, the lunch, the conversation, and the promise to give our predicament a quiet thought. You mentioned a few names, which, naturally convey magic: the South African gold-mines king; Unilever; I.C.I., etc. A minute slice out of their annual advertising budgets would, of course, provoke miracles. Moreover, it would hardly cost them anything since all the contributions would be tax-free..."