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Vienna, February 23, 1898
IX., Berggasse 19
Dear Wilhelm,
Interruptions in your letters have the effect of putting me out of humor twice: first, because I then miss the Other even more than usual; second, because I then suspect that the reason is something bad. I did not know, though, that this time your silence was doubly determined.
I thank you for reading and returning the DR, in which I now deposit my novelties. In order not to come to the Easter congress completely empty-handed, not always to be the one who receives, I shall save the sheets that may follow. I believe that nothing major will come up before Easter. I am a bit too worn out for this. Also, my practice has finally picked up; I am more tired than in previous years, when work could not wear me out at all.
Enclosed the Gartenlaube article; you will do me the favor of saying nothing about it to me.
Several chapters of the dream book already are complete; it is turning out nicely and leads me far more deeply into psychology than I had imagined. All of the new formulations are at the philosophical end; absolutely nothing has come up at the organic-sexual one.
The children are thriving. Recently Annerl complained that Mathilde had eaten all the apples and demanded that her [Ma-thilde's] belly be slit open (as happened to the wolf in the fairy tale of the little goat). She is turning into a charming child.
Best wishes for a speedy recovery to both of you.
Your
Sigm.