Dear Kitty,
I've not had a moment to write to you until today. I was with friends all day on Thursday. On Friday we had visitors, and so it went on until today. Harry and I have got to know each other well in a week and he has told me a lot about his life; He came to Holland alone and is living with his grandparents. His parents are in Belgium.
Harry had a girlfriend called Fanny. I know her too, a very soft, dull creature. Now that he has met me, he realizes that he was just daydreaming in Fanny’s presence. I seem to act as a stimulant to keep him awake. You see we all have our uses and queer ones too at times!
Jopie slept here on Saturday night but she went to Lies on Sunday and I was bored stiff. Harry was to have come in the evening, but he rang up at 6 P.M. I went to the telephone, he said
“Harry Goldberg here, please may I speak to Anne?” “Yes Harry, Anne speaking.”
“Hullo, Anne, how are you?”
“Very well, thank you.”
“I’m terribly sorry I can’t come this evening, but I would like to just speak to you, is it all right if I come in ten minutes?”