Today I am not well. By turns I shiver and flush with heat, and Thedora is greatly disturbed about me.⁠ ⁠… Do not scruple to come and see me, Makar Alexievitch. How can it concern other people what you do? You and I are well enough acquainted with each other, and one’s own affairs are one’s own affairs. Goodbye, Makar Alexievitch, for I have come to the end of all I had to say, and am feeling too unwell to write more. Again I beg of you not to be angry with me, but to rest assured of my constant respect and attachment.⁠— Your humble, devoted servant,

Barbara Dobroselova.