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Francesca my darling,
I cannot promise more than a note as I am anxious not to stay up too late but this will be to send you my love. It was good to see you for a short time to-day and good to hear your voice on the phone. But I think we will have to get used to the frustration that both of us must feel just now – not an easy thing for either of us. If these feelings did not exist, disagreeable as they are, one would really wonder why they did not.
I am already looking forward to next Saturday; it will be our first appearance together and though it will be a small gathering I think it will be fun. There is something exciting about learning to act as a team.
Monday is always something of a strain for me. I find I have not got into the weekly rush and nearly always take far too long about dressing and such like, and so start off by being nearly late. And then it is a very full day so I am glad to see the end of it. Nevertheless in spite of the appearances I think I am doing good work with my patients even if I do not make any progress with my papers. So I don't think the upheavals are really very bad for me.
My darling, I was very, very glad to have your loving letter this morning. It made my work easy for me and it made it far better than it could have otherwise have been. Your love is the most precious thing in the world to me and when I have that, you need not think I need more. I am a very ordinary sort of man my dearest, but with your love I shall also be a happy one and no one can ask more than that. Success, as the world rates it, and outward show are quite agreeable if they come along but they are very much by products which I think come a very long way behind ordinary contentment and happiness. If I can be the same for you then I shall be happy indeed and we shall have all the foundations for a really happy home, and the opportunity of sharing it and spreading it in a modest way to others less fortunate.
I know of nothing more satisfactory than that.
And now my