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Francesca my darling,
Another good-night note from me which I expect will be a good-morning note to you. We had quite a good meeting although I felt a little too much in the clouds to take a proper part in it. There is something very satisfactory about working in a small group of five people all of whom have a keen intelligence and a good grasp of the subject. But they started by each congratulating me very warmly on our engagement and if anything was needed to send my mind chasing off to the place where my heart now rests, that provided it. I really must start reading some psychoanalysis soon or people will think you
have made a very queer choice. Dr Heimann, who is the best in the group by far, is very insistent that we live in St. John's Wood – I knew she would be. She is a very warm-hearted woman.
Darling! Monday is all right: the patient I was to see cannot come till May so a great cloud is lifted from my heart. Can you keep Monday evening at 7.30 free?
Even the short time tonight was a great solace to me. My sweetheart you had put in day's work and I really did not hope to see you although I expect, after my experience yesterday, that I should have felt dreadful if I had had to go right through till tomorrow without a sight of you. Dear Francesca – how much you mean to me.
I felt so happy when you spoke of a nursery. The mere thought of our children is inexpressibly sweet to me. You have given Parthenope back to me and made me feel what it is like to have a child. You cannot think how terrible it has been to feel all the time that every day she was becoming more lost to me till at times she hardly seemed my child at all. I know now, and rejoice in knowing, that miraculous as it seems to me that it should be so, yet my love matters to you. And deeply as I feel this I yet feel infinitely happy to think that you may know a still deeper love than this and that is the love for your own child.
Darling Francesca; may you have a very happy week-end. You will be in my hea