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Paris 8, 54 rue Galilée
Hôtel Madison Elysée
14 Oct. 37
Dear Father Freud,
This is my first morning in Paris and the first moment I have had to collect my thoughts, and it too is not going to be of much use to me, since all kinds of annoying mail was waiting for me here and my trunk, sent off in advance a fortnight ago, has still not arrived at the hotel but is at the Customs. But I must get in touch with you right away and tell you that I paid a most enjoyable visit to your son Ernst in London. He is calm, cheerful and full of youthful energy, and his house is charming in its simple dignity and modernity. I am always sorry you do not travel any more. You should sample the comforts of modern travel and visit your children and grandchildren in London. It is a wonderful way of getting about if one has no heavy luggage…. I flew, namely, from Amsterdam to London.
The one maddening thing is that I shall probably not now be going home via Vienna. The stars continue to be inauspicious for this trip. In the N.T.B.1 I found an item concerning Grischa in Yiddish and in my post there was a similar one about Semael. Up till now I have only been rooked by all the Yiddish lords of the theatre. Vienna did not bring me in a halfpenny, Poland so far only 200 Zloty, so I must now see to it that we are not robbed of comparatively large sums. Propaganda against our works is considerable; sales in England and from the German editions are mediocre, and for the next year my prospects so far are pretty dim. But I am defending myself vigorously. And that's just it; I shall perhaps have to be busy from now till the 27th, both here and in Basel, where my agent lives. But I will be back again in June and if it is at all possible, perhaps even in early May, and naturally I shall come and visit you. Don't be angry with me this time, dear Father Freud.