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Vienna IX, Berggasse 19
June 1, 1927
Dear Pfister
I have just accomplished the hangman's job you asked me to do via Frau H. The letters of the year 1912 have been destroyed; a few of impersonal content still lie in front of me.
I have done what you asked me to do, but I didn't like doing it. I was sorry for the letters, which I re-read for the first time for many years. Your picture rose before me as you had been then, with all your winning features, your enthusiasm, your exuberant gratitude, your courage to face the truth, your blossoming out after the first contact with psychoanalysis, also the blind confidence you placed in human beings who were to disappoint you so soon. And although I realized that you had been in danger of committing some follies at that time and that since then your fate has taken a gentler course, I nevertheless couldn't help regretting