Yvette to Henri.

Y.Raymond
Villa Igloo
Villared-de-Lans
Isere
15 February 1947

Dear Henri, Your last letter was dated October. I have written to you twice since then and my letters remain without a reply. What’s happening? As you still in Palestine, or perhaps you have decided not to write to me any more?  I am more and more anxious because that October letter was not very cheering. Are you still in the same demoralised state? Are you still with three blokes in an anonymous room? Have you any work? Have you taken up some activities, are you listening to music? So many questions that remain without replies. Can’t you overcome your stubbornness in remaining in Palestine? In my last letters I told you to live in France and then I would do all I could to help you.  But I see that this suggestions remains without an echo.

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Is it because your life is a little settled in Palestine and in a way that gives you back some calm, or rather on the contrary settled you more and more in a total indifference to your present state? I sometimes think that I have no right to do anything in respect to you, to tell you what I think and feel, to give you advice. But however, you see, I take this right, unjustly perhaps. I take the right to tell you that you must live, you must react, that you have not the right to let yourself become disheartened. Basically I know very well how I have the right. Because I am in the same state. And that I am pulling out of it.  In leaving behind the feathers, for sure, in leaving behind the wing tips that were  clipped, cut. But the feet are intact and continue to tread on the ground, the earth. What is lost is the impression  the certitude that I had that there are things which

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