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Vienna, Sunday
August 3, 1884
My sweet Princess
Things are so unevenly distributed, I have my work if not to comfort me1 at least to stupefy me, and you have nothing but my picture. I wonder what it tells you? How I wish I could let you know what I am thinking and hoping! Long, indescribably intense happiness if only you keep well. I am always hearing that you look pale. My pale little princess-and four weeks; but stop, I am not to talk about it.
I am writing today to send you two small bits of good news, or at least that is what I consider them. First, that I will get the specimen of my beautiful diagnosis which has caused considerable