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Correspondence from Aleister Crowley to Jane Wolfe
c/o Banker's Trust
Dec 2? [1927]
Dear Estai [Jane Wolfe],
93.
Yes: I guess I got everything: and many thanks.
Everything seems clearing up slowly.
I hope to get the Pitt & Scott stuff to-morrow—my blushing bride a day or two late—at latest.
And a ticket towards [illegible] at least as far as Marseilles before the week is out.
I hope you're "all better" and will be able to resume your work—well-paid !—!—!— about [illegible].
But all this is in the usual place—[illegible].
I too hope Thérèse is well and happy—but I had to throw her out long, long ago. She would throw glasses at me while I was playing chess with Bob.
So this female Othello's occupation's gone.
I can't write to-night—too much Saint Sylvestae!
Hope for New Year.
93 93/93.
Fraternally,
666.
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