La Pekina 28 July My dearest Annerl! It’s not even six o’clock (in the morning), and yet here I am, standing at the desk, pleased as punch and wide awake – actually far more pleased and more awake than I might have been had I got up at ten o’clock instead of half past four. This time of the morning is so wonderful that my soul swings between sadness and gladness; sadness because you and I and so many other dear friends so often slept through the sunrise, gladness because of the patience and goodness of a world order that …
order that lets the same mighty sunrise, the same cool