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  My dear dear [illegible].

I was so sorry you did not find your high plane of work fruitful: but the hights are often most barren. The air is good in the haze: all the company select, if not numerous.

And now you are ill! May the gods hold you [illegible] and bring you safe and solid back to     the lone big land of Columbus.

I am today sending back proof sheets of my new book "To the Czar." I hope to tear his bowels out. Damn him!!

With love to you and yours. Joaquin