human
In good health; best wishes. I cannot permit myself to tell them all that is in my heart. And why should I tell them? Shall I repeat again and again what is in my heart:
gpt
Please write me. I have received nothing from you since I set out. I feel all alone and that is hard---- I know well that not a day has passed without their sending me words of courage and tenderness, in the hope that they may find me, that I may read them, and that by them my courage will be strengthened and sustained. I should be ill-advised to destroy that hope. I must wait and wait, consecrating all my powers to preserving intact that confidence which I so essentially needed, which up to the present moment has never deserted me. So my pen moves swiftly, setting down those banalities which nevertheless are so eagerly awaited:
human
I am in good health: Best wishes!