I promised to write you, my good papa, when I left Passy but up until now, I have not done so because your [grand]son has sometimes given me news of you, other times, I sent for them, and still other times, I hoped that the weather would improve and that I could go see you. I fear that by and by, you suspect that I have forgotten you (this would be unjust) but I want to be sure to put myself above suspicion by telling you, my good friend, that I miss and love you as I used to love you and as I shall always love you, and that in the midst of the happiness that surrounds me (for I am happy), no days go by without me thinking of you and my good neighbors, the Le Veillards, when I do not long for Springtime which will bring us all back together. I shall come back to see you in the middle of April. How beautiful nature will be then! And how much more beautiful friendship will make it to my eyes! Farewell, cherished friend of my heart, love me, think of me, and tell yourself every time you do so, surely, surely, she is thinking of me as well.

Please accept the regards of all of mine, and embrace good Mme Le Veillard for me, her daughter, the pretty neighbor Caillot, and please, my good papa, say a thousand kind things for me to the tall neighbor, to Père Caillot, and to your [grand]sons.