188 Boulevard Haussmann
Paris
25th May 1877
My dearest Julius
If I don’t write today by today’s post, I suppose you would not get my letter till Monday, so I must send you a few lines, though I don’t mean to write much, as it is the first fine day we have had for a long time, & I want to profit by it & go out; it is quite a treat to see the sun again.
I was glad to hear all about your trip to Ash & particularly to get your news of dear Grandma. I am also pleased that you found your Mother better. I am sure she must have enjoyed having you and you were quite right as your stay was so short, to devote your time to her. Surely you will find your time pay them another flying visit before bidding adieu to bachelor life & freedom. I am glad you have told me when to expect you back, though that was the time that I had fixed in my own mind. Less than a month now, my darling. I have read a good deal of my book & like it better every day. I wonder whether some of my favourites are also some of yours. I had a nice present yesterday, the photographs in costume of the young ladies who took part in our operetta, they are very well done & pretty. I have promised one in return, when I have some done. I must send them to you when you come over.
I accompanied the violinist on Wednesday & though I felt rather nervous I got through it pretty well, we broke down once, but that was not entirely my fault, the gentleman who was turning over for me did not turn over quickly enough so, of course I lost my place.
We are going to the Burridges this evening to meet the Whitneys for the last time, they leave on Monday. Yesterday I did not go out at all but spent part of my day writing up some of my letters. I accomplished four, but am sorry to say there a good many more to be done.
It is clouding over again, & if I don’t go out now I shall not get my walk before the rain comes, so I must close. Goodbye, my darling, ever believe me
Your own affectionate
Eugénie Mourilyan
