Henri to Yvette.

12 September

My darling,

Yesterday I had your first letter. From Belmont. I imagine that today you must be in Paris, about to start the painful business of finding an apartment.  The money has been sent and I wait impatiently your confirmation. Soon we will be together. I believe however that it will not be before the beginning of October.  But at least this time we will be apart no longer and the kid will be born in France. About that, darling Yvette, I cannot speak much but suffice it to say that I think of it ceaselessly and I already feel my love for it. Little one, what would you have me say? I love you, there it is. I love you and I pine terribly and continuously. Since you left I am living in a miserable shadow. I love you more than my strength will allow.  Tell me Yvette, do you love me at Belmont as you loved me in Warsaw?  I ask out of pure flirtatiousness because basically I know that you love me, as I love you.

In a little more time we will be together forever and we will have our life well together.  Write my little one and wait for me with peace and happiness in your heart. I embrace you most tenderly

Your Henri.