L.A.S. "L F", "98 R. Lepic" [June 27, 1936], to John MARKS in London; 1 page in-4, on the back of a printout for Medical Certificate. Compulsory assistance to the old, infirm and incurable of the town of Clichy; envelope.
To his English translator.
He assaults Marks after Statesman's late awakening: "At last it's better than nothing! How's your situation? How are you coping? Do you have any hope? And Death on Credit, where do you stand? What about our famous ballet [Birth of a Fairy]? What about your friends? [...] I'm being poisoned by Denoël who doesn't pay me the bastard, practically bankrupt, the cow". He plans to go to London in December and would like to know where to stay... "I'm starting the suite of Death, but without much spirit: this last one far from bringing me back has cost me pennies so far! Little misfortunes! Small worried fates! Long lives!"