Agust 10,1894
Dear Marie
Dear Marie
Nothing could have given me greater pleasure than to get news of you. The prospect of remaining two months without hearing about you had been extremely disagreeable to me:that is to say,your little note was more than welcome.
I hope you are laying up a stock of good air and that you will come back to us in October.As for me, I think I shall stay in the country,where i spend the whole day in front of my open window or in the garden.
We have promised each othe--haven't we?--to be at least great friends. If you will only not change your mind!For there are no promises that are binding;such things cannot be ordered at will.It would be a fine thing,just the same,in which I hardly dare believe,to pass our lives near each other, hypnotized by our dreams:your patriotic dream,our humanitarian dream,and our scientific dream.
See how it works out:it is agreed that we shall be great friends,but if you leave France in a year it would be an altogether too Platonic friendship, that of two creatures who would never see each other again.Wouldn't it be better for you to stay with me?I know that this question angers you, and that you don't want to speak of it again--and then,too,I feel so thoroughly unworthy of you from every point view.
I thought of asking your perrimission to meet you by channce in Fribourg.But you are staying there,unless I am mistaken, only one day,and on that day will of course belong to our friends the Kovalakis.
Believe me your very devoted,
Pierre Curie
Pierre Curie
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