Rare letter of drouet to his dear little man, in the first hours of their love. \How is your cold my dear little man?I wish you had already left your wig because you want it and it's a permanent cold cause for you. I advise you, since even Richi undertakes to tilt her head in two hours, to consent to the sacrifice of a few pennies, because I will have for one or two good half days and I am afraid of tiring your head and to make you suffer. I have more confidence in the skill of the aforesaid female than in mine, and in taking everything if, as I fear, it must hurt you, I love as much as any other than myself. Only, I advise you, since you are determined to remove your wig and do the operation in question, to hurry before the cold does resume. The casserole does not fool, it is quite useless to try to civilize this little animal that will always be fierce for me. I'd rather profit than keep it wild and ferocious. It would be more reasonable.
It is always very bad what the peasant says. Fortunately you have new boots that you do not have moisture on the feet but I always advise you not so much cover you because I'm sure it's one of the causes of your cold, the wig apart. I'll be happy too the day you do not take any more drugs and I'm figuring that it should make you tired of the stomach. My God I'm stupid this morning, even more than usual, it seems to me. I find only nonsense and nonsense to say while I have the heart full of love, tenderness and gratitude for you my adored, and for all that you did for my poor father.
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