Paris Sunday Dearest beloved Mother. I was so glad to get your letter this morning - and Elsa's, please thank her for it.
We had a delightful morning, all the three of us, shopping and looking at pictures, an impressionist exhibition at which I shrieked with laughter until Maurice was ashamed of me. We lunched at the Cafe de la Paix and went afterwards to see Maurice's Madame Thierry Delanoue, a cheerful friendly voluble woman who carried Papa off to a debate. Maurice and I went to the Concours Hippique where again we were much amused by the charming woman and the evil[?] riders. We had tea at Colombin's after which we came in to the hotel and presently were joined by Papa. This morning we have as yet done nothing.

Oh we went to see Par Le Gloire which was very long and very considerable. It was a splendid caste, Dadlay[?], Bartet, Mouny, Sully; Mr Harrison came with us, a nice dear little boy who certainly will not get Maurice into any scrapes.

Well goodbye dearest Mother, I shall post a letter to you at Vienna [Wien]. Ever your very very affectionate daughter Gertrude