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418F
Vienna IX, Berggasse 19
4 March 1923
Dear Friend,
I return the newspaper cuttings with thanks. Some of them I had received already from another side. Chief feeling—annoyance at not being able to be there, and above all of descending to the Styx1 without having sailed on the Nile.
It now seems indubitable that they will soon find the mummy of the king and perhaps also that of his consort, a daughter of our analytic Pharaoh.2 According to a rumour spread by the Swiss here, Jung's Mrs McCormick3 has announced that she knows she was this queen. Personally I hope Tutankhamen had better taste. A mad hussy [verrücktes Luder]!
In Vienna things are pretty quiet, as Berlin has taken the wind out of our sails. Also the times are too wretched. A charming letter from Romain Rolland4 arrived here recently like a breath of spring; he mentions in passing that he was already interested in analysis 20 years ago.
I hope that things are well with you and your wife and children and send my regards to you as well as the Ophuijsens.
Cordially yours;
Freud
In Greek mythology, the river of the underworld.