Bridlington Quay, Yorkshire 
6 August 1881 
] Sea View 

Dear Moor, 

Your letter arrived on the evening of the day before yesterday, to 
all intents open, thanks to the envelope. A trip to Flamborough Head 
had been arranged for yesterday, so I haven’t got round to replying 
to you until today. 

As regards the paltry £30, don’t let it give you any grey hairs. Un- 
less I hear to the contrary I shall send off in plenty of time a cueque for 
that amount to Tussy whom you will be instructing. Should you need 
more, however, let me know and I shall make the cuegus larger. For 
I only brought a few cueque forms with me and have to be economi- 
cal with them. 

Very many thanks for the news of the patient.* If I were you, 
I would stick as closely as possible to the period laid down by Donkin; 
I’m sure the local doctor? will also back you up there. Should the 
bouts of pain grow more frequent, they might well occur while you 
were en route and that could land you in a very serious predica- 
ment. 

The business with the maid is at any rate funnier for us than for 
poor Jennychen. How fortunate that she should at least have Len- 
chen there just now. It is impossible to know which of the two French 
bourgeoises is the more admirable, old Mother Longuet who, on the 
pretext of finding Jennychen virtuous maids, sees to it that she is per- 
petually maidless, or the good doctor’s wife‘ who gives her word (wit- 
hout which she would never have got her ring back) only to break it 
in the interests of public morality as soon as the ring is returned to 
her. 

Up here everything follows its usual somewhat dreary seaside 
course, except that I’ve unfortunately had to give up bathing, as it 

@ Mrs Marx~° Dourlen-*° Madame Reynaud 

was making me deafer and deafer. I find this most disagreeable, but 
there’s nothing else for it if I’m not prematurely to go about Allsop- 
fashion. I am writing to Laura today, inviting her to spend some time 
here; she can then so arrange things that she will be back in London 
at the time of your return, or at any rate shortly afterwards. '7° 

Enclosed a letter from Gumpert which will surprise you. I need 
hardly say that the person concerned is the sister, resident in Man- 
chester, of Berta Bocker of London.: 

The award of an order to Nordau is really incomprehensible. It 
was only a short while ago that I saw his vile book, Aus dem wahren 
Miulliardenlande, reviewed with the utmost satisfaction in the Kél- 
nische Keitung.” But it agrees in one respect with Bleichroder as also 
with Nordau’s conclusions, namely that there is still a remarkable 
amount to be got out of the country. Of this the starving Prussian 
Junkers will take mental note. 

My ink is running out; there is still just enough left for Laura, so 
I shall close, with warm regards to you all from 

Your 
F. E. 

You’re quite right not to bother about Paris any more than you 
think fit, whatever Hirsch and all the rest may say.