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Tuesday, I didn't write you yesterday dear, I had trouble with the tooth in the evening and this morning I got some more penicillin and now I feel well again. Dentist says it's safe now and that I shouldn't make the extraction. I'll write you now the most important but you'll know it before if I close the deal (I'll cable you). I have a chance to a passage on Queen Mary the 21st of June, arriving in Cherbourg the 26th, I hope it'll work, I'm still a little uneasy about flying. In 2 weeks I'll have, I hope, all the Detroit drawings and if not ready I'll have to do some work for a week in Paris. I probably won't see the book finished before I leave but it's O.K. I'll see you and I'll bring you as many sections of it as I'll have ready. I had 2 letters from you yesterday, one with a beautiful drawing that I liked very much. You are very warm and good to me to tell me know and then that you like me. As I'm away from you I keep asking myself why should you like me (I take lots of things for granted when you are with me, I even never wonder how such what I call remarkable woman should make such good love to me, be kind to me, pretty for me, dress up, buy me socks, cook wonderful dishes for me who - I'm ashamed to remember - some days is just unpleasant, unshaved, barking and worst. I can't explain myself and I can't understand the way I behave because I know all the time