and towards purchasing paints. I thought

it was best to travel in September,

then I could slip away from a winter here

in Norway; perhaps even be somewhat

healthy by next year; perhaps I might also be

able to paint a little abroad, so that

I could mount an exhibition again and

earn enough cash, in order to be able to bring

Engel along with me – but I will probably be

forced to leave her behind in Norway;

but at least she will have something to survive on

there, I am not very good with finances, and Engel is

no better. Forgive this jumbled letter.

Forgive also my last letter – I carried

it around with me for many days and

imagined, that I had sent it, – it wasn’t until I

arrived in Förde, that I found it by chance.

Ask Höst to pardon me, but I could not

to save my life hear a word, of what he

was saying on the telephone, when You sold the

"<splendid>" picture for me. With best wishes

to You Höst and Miss Inger from Engel and me

Your devoted Astrup

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