Letter 28
Antonio to Francis
In Saint-Cyr
Everything goes wrong at home, my father learned the big new, he threatens to throw the infernal machine of alimony. The nice lover who has no money got involved, I hate them, just as much they are. I immersed myself in a boring book looking like a botanic thesis. The school newspaper will publish a poem, to whom it is addressed certainly do not read, she lives the great romance with the Italian. At least it's official, he smiles like a fool, she simpers, a real shampoo add. Adversity is undoubtedly a great master, but you pay a price for his lessons, and often the profit you get out is not worth the price they cost .
What are you doing there again? Do they accept visits in your prison? It would please me to come to see your new life Saturday afternoon. Well, call me, until then I kiss you on the forehead to prove my friendship.
From Paris, October 5 19**
