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Vienna, November 26, 1908
IX., Berggasse 19
Dear colleague,
I regret having to turn you down for Sunday, which also reflects the sentiments of the corona,1 and for that reason I must at least share with you the complex motivation for it. First, we have a bedridden patient; second, we are expecting an extensive visit from the new relatives;2 and third, I am so tired out by having to do without my morning shower, which has kept me fresh for twenty-two years, that I am compelled to maintain complete rest on the Sabbath. But I would still like to converse with you for a few hours about our science. For that reason I suggest a postponement to one of the following Sundays, when everything will have improved. It should not be any later than Christmas, however, when we will certainly expect you for the holidays (I was just disturbed by a ten-year-old obsessive-compulsive from Budapest). I don't consider your cancellation for Wednesday definitive, either.
You don't have to make amends for your rudeness toward Salgó; I mean, misfortune doesn't come to him without justification. The applause that you had in the Society of Physicians certainly was for your personal appearance rather than for the cause, but it still does one good.
A book on dreams in a foreign language would be desirable and very