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June 21st

  • MY OWN, MY DARLING,—I wish to write to you, yet know not where to begin.
  • Things are as strange as though we were actually living together. Also I would
  • add that never in my life have I passed such happy days as I am spending at
  • present. 'Tis as though God had blessed me with a home and a family of my own!
  • Yes, you are my little daughter, beloved. But why mention the four sorry
  • roubles that I sent you? You needed them; I know that from Thedora herself,
  • and it will always be a particular pleasure to me to gratify you in anything.
  • It will always be my one happiness in life. Pray, therefore, leave me that
  • happiness, and do not seek to cross me in it. Things are not as you suppose. I
  • have now reached the sunshine since, in the first place, I am living so close
  • to you as almost to be with you (which is a great consolation to my mind),
  • while, in the second place, a neighbour of mine named Rataziaev (the retired
  • official who gives the literary parties) has today invited me to tea. This
  • evening, therefore, there will be a gathering at which we shall discuss
  • literature! Think of that my darling! Well, goodbye now. I have written this
  • without any definite aim in my mind, but solely to assure you of my welfare.
  • Through Theresa I have received your message that you need an embroidered
  • cloak to wear, so I will go and purchase one. Yes, tomorrow I mean to purchase
  • that embroidered cloak, and so give myself the pleasure of having satisfied
  • one of your wants. I know where to go for such a garment. For the time being I
  • remain your sincere friend,
  • MAKAR DIEVUSHKIN.