Source:
A Lifelong Passion, letters and diary entries compiled by Andrei Maylunas and Sergei Mironenko
The letter:
My own beloved precious One,
It's with a sorrowing heart I see you go — but you are doing your duty and you remember he said I must never be a reason to keep you from travelling in the country and the people seeing you. And the dear men will be happy to show themselves to you before leaving and you will feel happier after bidding them goodbye yourself, I am quite sure. I have no right to grumble and I don't really, only I feel sad — cannot help loving you so awfully — you fill up my whole life, my thoughts and all.
I shall eagerly await your daily telegram — a word from you brings such joy to the lonely Wify. How I shall look forward to next Saturday! God grant by then I shall have you safely in my arms again. I have your tiny as comforter inseparably in me, but it makes me long for you all the more.
Old Wify wants Huzy dear to rest upon. Ever stronger, deeper, purer does my love grow, sweet Nicky mine. You were a love wheeling me still this morning in my arm chair — I shall miss our nice afternoons very very much.
Above: Alexandra.
Above: Nicholas.
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