Well, now I'd like to know at long last (didn’t want to pester you 
about it during the election campaign) just where I am with Miss 
Isolde.* She had sent me the first sample sheet of translation °; I 
had replied telling her she was fitted for the work provided she 
took her time and didn’t go at it at full-tilt, and also sending her 
the four additional sheets.’? At the same time, however, I also let 
her have a pretty lengthy catalogue of sins relating to the sample 
sheet.'™ 

This would seem to have been something of a shock to the little 
lady’s nerves, for her reply betrayed a certain petulance. Undeter- 
red by this, I wrote again to the effect that I looked upon her as 
the translator of my choice.’? Since that time weeks have gone by 
without sight or sound of her. It is now absolutely essential that 
the young lady should decide, oui ou non,° and, if the first, that she 
should actually let me have some work. Perhaps you would be so 
good as to write and tell her this. Should she have defected, we 
shall have to try the Scheus,’ although I’d be reluctant (not that it’s 
in any way relevant) to have anything to do with the Scheus. 
There’s no more time to be lost. Should the gracious Isolde 
decline, she would also have to return me the French sheets she 
has received. 

Would you be so kind as to draw up a contract in duplicate—in 
accordance with the conditions we have agreed—of which one, 
with your signature, will be retained by Lissagaray and the other, 
with his signature, will be returned to you. 

Salut. 

Yours 
K. Marx