COLETTE (Sidonie Gabrielle Colette, known... - Lot 45 - Oger - Blanchet

COLETTE (Sidonie Gabrielle Colette, known as) [Saint-Sauveur-en-Puisaye, 1873 - Paris, 1954], French novelist. Autograph letter signed, addressed to Marguerite Moreno. "Samedi soir tard" [postmark of June 22, 1925]; 4 pages in-4°, in ink and pencil, stamped envelope enclosed. MAGNIFICENT LETTER: " Tu m'en veux ? No, deep down, you are not angry with me. Let yourself be touched by a look, you know, the one that Nonoche's pussy threw at me: "Yes, I love you... wait a minute..." Don't think I'm crazy, don't think I'm crazy, my dear soul. It's worse, go, what can I do? Ah, let it happen. Let me live, let me shut up, let me talk. No, I'm not crazy, it's much worse. Who can I thank? You, and the God Random, and who and what else? The Chiwawa saw us together: she saw only two quiet comrades, who looked like two friends, - luxury of offering each other, moreover, friendship! It's hardly believable. And when she would sometimes call me "what is Maurice doing? where is Maurice?" I would answer her truthfully: I don't know, we don't phone each other during the day". That's true. We wait for the evening, which brings us closer. That Anna de Noailles is crazy about Maurice, that Winnie invited him faithfully, that Hélène de Chimay quotes his words, it seems quite simple to me. I was quick. He's leaving for London tomorrow morning and we've just said goodbye with simplicity. He plans to come back on Wednesday or Thursday, - a small test, but a test. Oh, I have no dignity. You know me. Recognize me, my dear soul. I'm looking forward to seeing you. The tour in August poisons my days and tires me. Do you love me? You have your friend with you. She may have blamed me, with a thousand reasons for having abandoned her - let her think, to forgive me, that I have abandoned her to you. I kiss you, I kiss Pierre, and I am, you know it well, your Colette. »