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20, Maresfield Gardens, London N.W. 3
13. xii. 38
Dear Meister Arnold,
Eitingon has been most kind in sending news about you but it is a different thing seeing your own handwriting again.
The good tidings one has counted on become all the more credible. The madness and senselessness of fate! And why must we be thus reminded of the uncertainty of our lives, of which we are in any case convinced. I was also very worried about your son who was driving the car—I thought it was Adam—because no mention had been made of him for such a long time. Glad to hear that he was absolutely blameless. May the devil not forget that drunken officer when he is choosing from among the English.
Not much to report from us. Everything would be fine were it not for this, that and the other….
I am still waiting for a second sequestrum, which should come away like the first.
Please thank your wife for what she added to your letter and specially warm wishes for your speedy recovery.
Your old friend
Freud