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[Königsberg, Dec. ? 1923]
Dear Professor,
Just as I was finishing my letter to Anna there arrived from Vienna what you announced in your letter would be sent from Berlin, for which I thank you warmly. And now I thank you again for this new generous gift. But you must not send me any more, for with the new currency* (God preserve it!!!) I am actually earning. Hitherto any sort of financial transaction has been so dreadfully pointless, whatever one tried to do. I had given the proceeds of two years' work to one of the most experienced business men I know to invest in the same stocks as he invested in himself, and now it has disappeared as completely as my Russian funds—and everything else. Now at last, one can only hope, it will be possible to get straight again. Soon I shall be able at last actually to talk with you about the help you offered me again and again during the difficult times.
You mentioned once—before Christmas—some sort of project you had in mind. I had the impression that it was a question of some kind of work in connection with your psycho-analysts? You thought that your plan would be matured by the spring. I cannot envisage what it can be. I have been looking out for analysands for the summer, and apart from E., whom you are sending to me, I have found one or two, somewhat doubtful, possibilities, and a third one too perhaps. Incidentally, at the same time as your letter I received from E. the sad news about H. G.'s sister; I hope that this event will not be the last straw for poor H.
Dear Professor, today I send only these few words, and sincerest greetings to you and your family.
Yours,
Lou