[London,] 15 February 1868 
Dear Frep, 

Forced since yesterday to stay at home again, since the monster 
under my left shoulder-blade is developing viciously. It appears 
that this shit will never end. 

From Bordeaux I have received all the papers for the 
marriage.™! I am very worried about this. It should take place on 
1 April, and nothing has been prepared for Laura. She cannot be 
sent out into the world like a beggar. I have written to Holland,*!" 
but no answer. 

I am writing only these few lines since the writing position is 
uncomfortable for me today. 

Have you received further papers from the important 
Wilhelmchen”? I have heard and seen nothing of it since THE 2 
FIRST NUMBERS. 

Salut. 
Your 
K. M.