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November 30, 1898
IX., Berggasse 19
My dear Wilhelm,
It is very unreasonable of me, nor do I understand it fully; I am relating it to you as a phenomenon that evidently I am angry with you because you are doing poorly. I would dearly like to be critical of the operation, but am unable to do so because I understand too little about it; also, with my “raison” I would probably say you were right. So pull me out of this ridiculous situation by telling me truthfully that you are doing well and are steadily getting better. At Christmas, if you have no better visitors, I want to come to see you — but harmlessly without a manuscript, even without any inquisitiveness on my part, simply to see you and chat with you. I can stay with my sister, who lives not far from you. Then we shall talk of better times when we shall be able to travel again. I hope you understood that my furuncles were trumpeted so much only as a damper.
Most cordial greetings to you and your dear wife.
Sigm.