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To Madame Catusse in Malause Tarn-et-Garonne | |||
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Dear Madame, | |||
I am writing to you briefly to ask after Charles. I gave up going to Nice because a young man from there (M. Gautier-Vignal (does the name sound familiar to you?) has assured me that the trip would take thirty hours. So I left for my usual Cabourg<ref name="n2" /> which is four hours from Paris. But the train took twenty-two hours and was so packed that there was no place to sit. I arrived feeling quite unwell. But it is a shame to complain about such trifles and for that matter I don’t think about it. On the way I thought only about Charles, about you, about my brother, about my poor friend who drowned. If you could, in one line, let me know how Charles is doing I would be really delighted. | |||
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Revision as of 01:53, 28 January 2022
Marcel Proust à Madame Catusse [le lundi 7 septembre 1914]
(Click on the link above to see this letter and its notes in the Corr-Proust digital edition, including all relevant hyperlinks.)
GRAND HÔTEL CABOURG
To Madame Catusse in Malause Tarn-et-Garonne [1]
Dear Madame,
I am writing to you briefly to ask after Charles. I gave up going to Nice because a young man from there (M. Gautier-Vignal (does the name sound familiar to you?) has assured me that the trip would take thirty hours. So I left for my usual Cabourg[2] which is four hours from Paris. But the train took twenty-two hours and was so packed that there was no place to sit. I arrived feeling quite unwell. But it is a shame to complain about such trifles and for that matter I don’t think about it. On the way I thought only about Charles, about you, about my brother, about my poor friend who drowned. If you could, in one line, let me know how Charles is doing I would be really delighted.
Votre respectueux ami