7 April 1922

Victoria Palace Hotel, Paris

Dear Ida,
   You have missed my point. Where do you sleep? When do you go to bed? These two important questions you hedge away from. If you omit to put the time why the devil should that put my mind at rest. It doesn't in the least. I still hear midnight strike through the pages. You are a peculiarly maddening character to have to do with.
(l) Now I will answer your letter. I enclose the note you asked for in case Dr M. continues his annoyance. Would you like Jack to write to him direct, very briefly, merely asking him to ‘discontinue his intereference with our subtenants?' Reply to this. Jack can write a very cool letter, very on his dignity, if you'd like one.
(2) What about giving Wingley for always to the de Perrots. If they would take him would it not be a good plan? As regards Jack and me we shall not be settled anywhere for over a year. I hate to think of the cat being pulled about from pillar to post. He'd be much happier with kind friends - the dear. I'd rather not have him than have him after an interval of suffering. I think it would be in the long run kinder to destroy him than to let him be with strangers. Jack's Mother would be perfectly gentle with him, but Jack's Father might kick him. Or so I feel. Will you decide this? Dove that he is I feel I have said goodbye to him, and that it would be very cruel and sentimental to deprive him of a good home if the de Perrots would like him - [To Ida Baker, 8 April 1922.]