Chapter 6November 16, 1961

worthless.

It will last just as long as it lasts. And of course, as always, there’s an accumulation of people, of visitors asking to see me.... There is always this external contradiction.

But a day more or less doesn’t matter!

I’m already late... (Mother gets up hastily).

(Letter from Mother to Satprem on the occasion of his manuscript being sent to Paris:)

11-16-61 Satprem, my dear child, You were scheduled for the 21st and the Italian ‘delegate’ for the 23rd. I have switched it around, so on the 23rd you take the place of this lady, whom I will now see on the 21st.

I find the book VERY BEAUTIFUL.

With all my tenderness,

Signed: Mother I’m going to play you ten minutes of music. I have taken a vow of silence. It is very good; it does me