Yvette to Henri.

2 July 1947 Vienna

[writes again before receiving above letter]

… Returning to the hotel I was quite certain that there would be a letter from you, or even you yourself. I know very well darling that it was unreasonable, there is one chance in 10,000 that you will come here and not more that a letter would come in two days. OK, so, I am unreasonable, my friend. It’s up to you to give reasons, be wise.[….] I don’t really exist here. I feel nothing of what is around me. I live completely with you. I am on the road towards you. And the road seems very short. Holding out my arm, I could practically touch you. I feel myself ready to catch the train this evening with nothing but your image. It’s strange Henri. My friend, my friend, I would like to sleep in your care. However, I have not fear; it’s not for myself that I seek your help and protection. You know how we say in France when we marry. The husband swear to “help and protect” his wife. I want that too.

Do you fear, Henri that it’s egoism that makes me seek you? How I wait for your letter darling! It is I who have need of you. You remember when you wrote, “I need you”? I need you to be here so that I can love you and be loved…[continues with metaphor of reaching the bank from earlier times; 2 pages of love and need.]