My dear brother,
Something has happened to Ma
. Ma hurt her leg getting out of the train.
says the doctor1
said it was definitely a fracture.
And close to the pelvis, in the head of the femur.
I was there when it was set, which went relatively well, so that I almost dare think that it’s more probably a dislocation.
assures us that there’s no particular danger, but that given Ma
it will take a long time.
I wanted to tell you right away how it was, believing that you would prefer it.
But I give you my word that it’s no worse than I say. For the time being I’ll write to you every day. I’m writing to your rue de Laval address by the same post so that you’ll know as soon as possible, whether you’re at home or you’re in the office.
I’ll write again tomorrow once the doctor
has been. It’s a real disaster.
I was painting at a peasant’s, and was sent for. Ma
is resting quietly now. Adieu, old chap, with a handshake.