25th August, 1894
Mr. Maxime,
Don’t you dare suppose me some cheap whore, nor pretend that I lack merit just because I will not settle for less than I deserve. I would be quite happy if you had fallen in the pit and been left there, so that I would have some peace from your persistent owling of me.
If you would like to see me again this badly, you could just say so Careful. I doubt your future wife will much like you obsessing over my smile all the time.
E.
