He has been reading a letter from her today. I asked him to give it to me as a "document," which he very readily consented to do.
It runs thus:
"Dear Stephen I must tell you about something that is Roman the intended husband of Genka came to see me at the shop yesterday evening and he set a-talking to me this way don't I have no notion where Genka is so I answer back what business of mine is that and he just says don't you make believe for Genka is in Krucza with that there mechanic and he keeps her I hear is in love with her but I'll pay him out for it, only the street and the number where he lives are gone clean out of my head can you tell me I know his name is Stephen and I answer this way don't you go worriting an honest fellow for he don't have nothing to say to no girls let alone such hussies as Genka he asked me where you lived and I said Krucza number 129 fourth floor and Stephen Tworkowski is your name and he said thankee and hooked it and he says he'll ask the porter in Wspolna and I said don't you poke your nose in or
