Yvette to Henri.

Wednesday,17 September, Paris

My love, I am unable to write you a long letter. I find myself more and more incapable. This separation leaves me completely desolate; I feel I have lost my support, as if in a void. And besides that, the hunt for an apartment is destructive. From 9 in the morning until 6 in the evening I am on a useless errand. But I feel somehow that I am taking steps towards our joy, it would be so good to have a house!

Today I completed everything for your enrolment in Political Sciences. As I explained in one of my last letters equivalence is necessary. I was able to find today the Archivist of the Law Faculty who found your dossier. But the equivalence is at Nancy and Nancy has not replied to my letter, which I sent on my arrival. Probably because” I was not able to furnish them with exact information about the date the equivalence was delivered or of the enrolment. I have just re-written and arranged matters with the Secretary of the Institute of Political Sciences. You are enrolled provided that they have your complete dossier before the end of the month. I hope it will all right. I remind you that your exam will be on the 3 October and the subjects are French, the history of France since 1789 and the geography of France and of the Great Powers. I am very pleased to do these things for you and I would like you to give me many more things to do. I would so much love to find this house, darling.  And lie in your arms!

I breakfasted in a pleasant little restaurant of the quartier where I drank a delicious cup of coffee while thinking of you. Paris is more beautiful than ever and the women are alarmingly elegant.  I was wondering today what you would think of it.  But I finished wondering as I felt your arms in mine and heard your voice saying, “it’s you I love”. […]

Your Yvette

Monday morning.

A few more words to this letter on rising. Because I had a wonderful long dream. I didn’t want to wake from it. I dreamt that I woke after a very long sleep in a lovely apartment with flowers and comfortable furniture and I was in your arms.[…] I love you so much. Good morning, darling, it is morning.