3 September 1912
Hotel Regina

My dear Jones,

I am sorry I must write you this letter but I cannot avoid to do so. My fears have become true, something has happened which makes it impossible for me to come to London or to say whether I shall be able to come or not. My eldest daughter, who has suffered so long from the consequences of a badly performed appendicitis-operation and had an excellent time these last two years, fell ill suddenly these days.1 Again fever and great subjective annoyance, the provoking cause being rather an enjoyable one a beginning of gravidity after 3 years of married life. But on account of the irritation of the wound and the fever the hopeful condition had to be interrupted. I came up to Wien from Bozen2 a short time after the operation