Yvette to Henri.

Paris, 15 September

I have just received a letter from you darling. I had decided to wait until this evening and then send you a telegram but you letter, my love, distressed me. You have such a depressed air, so sad, so unhappy. And here am I, wanting you to smile! Oh darling, I beg you not to drown in your solitude. […] Every step I take on the footpaths of Paris, I take thinking of you and nothing else. [..] You know I am becoming more and more pessimistic about the apartment.  But despite that I have done nothing else since Friday, but search. All that they have shown me is a demi-villa a Noisy le grand for 97,000 for it was too close to the other tenants. And that would be no good. It is also very hard to find two furnished rooms; I am looking for that too, in the meantime.  It is very possible that I will not have found anything here before you arrive. In that case you will have to try to find something and I fear you will have to help. However I won’t stop looking. Tell me, darling, do you have any idea when you will be coming? […] If by chance the plans change and you are not coming, tell me quickly. I will come immediately with Zouzou. And I wonder if that would not be better! Whatever way it turns out I want to be close to you.

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