188 Boulevard Haussmann
Paris
9th June 1877
My dearest Julius
I must begin a letter to you this evening so as to have it ready by post time tomorrow. It has been fearfully hot all day, the worst heat we have had yet, but I am thankful to say a heavy shower at 6 o’clock rather cooled the air. Thank you so much for copying out those verses, I must show my ignorance by saying that I had never read any of them not even ‘the Conseil’.[?]. I liked all of them except the ‘Holly Bough’ that was not quite so much to my taste, the first and last pleased me most, but my dear boy if you had sent me ‘Forget this’ as a valentine I should have had to imagine that you were very far gone indeed; certainly poetry is the language of love. See what you have brought me to!
I am very glad to hear that George has a berth, I hope that he will be at home when our wedding takes place, as I should be very glad to have him present at it, & as we are not tied to any particular time I don’t see why he shouldn’t be there. In my letter to Charlotte I told her she must come out to stay with me some time before that eventful day.
I feel the heat has made me too sleepy & stupid to write any more now so I must try to get up early enough to finish my letter before going out; goodnight my darling.
11th June
I had not time to write this morning & must add a few lines now, but it cannot be much, as a young lady lunched with me, & I have had to leave her to finish my letter. I was so pleased on Friday to have a visit from my old school mistress, Madame Allen, she was on her way to England for her health, having just recovered from a bad accident; that is one charm in Paris, you so often meet old friends unexpectedly. We had a splendid sermon this morning from Mr Johnson. He is taking Mr Mansell’s place for a few weeks, the latter being away. I hope he will still be here when you come; fancy my darling, this day fortnight I hope you will be with me! How I look forward to seeing you again. Ned has started for the Tyrol for this trial of Mr de Conseillés[?]. I expect he will be away quite three weeks.
If the sun is as hot in your part of the world as it is here your flowers will soon be blooming, it seems a pity that you should have to leave your present garden, which you have so much trouble with, all my fault, darling!
You are only fishing for compliments in asking if your letters weary me, so I shall not tell you,
Goodbye, my own love, believe me
Your own affectionate
Eugénie N. Mourilyan
