My plans are a
trifle indefinite. I may leave here at any moment. It is very hot and
muggy and nearly every one is skipping off to the mountains or
seashore. If I should happen to be away from Paris when you arrive
don't worry about me. I shall be all right and in safe hands. I will
let you know where I am just as soon as I get settled somewhere. I
must go where it is quiet and peaceful. I am so distressed over what
has occurred that I don't feel as though I could ever be seen in
public again without a thick veil and a pair of goggles. I have plenty
of money for immediate use, but you might deposit something to my
credit at the Credit Lyonnais as I haven't the least idea how long I
shall stay over here. Miranda is well and is taking good care of me.
She seldom lets me out of her sight if that is any comfort to you. I
hope you will forgive the brevity of this communication and believe me
when I say that it is not lack of love for you both that curtails its
length but the abominably hot weather. With endless love from your
devoted daughter--Maud.
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