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41 The Same to the Same 15, Whittington Terrace 30th June, 1929 Darling, dear Petra, my dearest, Of course I do forgive you. It’s you really that must forgive me for saying such awful things. I didn’t mean them. I knew really, deep down in my heart, that you loved me all the time. Of course I couldn’t say goodbye—it would kill me—Yes, I meant that part of it. But you do see now, don’t you, that we can’t take that way out. For my sake, you say, darling, but, indeed, I cou…