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My Cristina,

Another day has gone by; every day that passes brings me closer and closer to the day when finally I shall see you again.

I won’t write much this evening because I am very sleepy after staying up so late last night. But there will never again be a day when I won’t see you or be with you or write to you if you will let me.

The tests with Australia which kept me up almost the whole of last night are going very well but I will write more about it another time.

I have to chair a difficult meeting of the Marconi Company on the 15th.

Crissy my darling, I’m happy!! And why shouldn’t I be! I love the most divinely beautiful, the sweetest, kindest, and most adorable girl in the whole world. We have the same tastes, the same deep and sincere religious feelings without which we could never be really happy; feelings which uplift and comfort us and bring us closer and closer together. And then, such a wonderful thing, I have the Divine gift--the Grace of your Love. Your Love for me is and always will be the most sacred thing in my life, a sign that I have really been undeservedly blessed by God. You are my ideal, the Angel of my redemption--and among all the beautiful and good things you possess you also have a Mother who is another Angel.

I adore you,

Your Guglielmo