ook tunity to ed t treatment and ention of breaking it. I s yesterday  anniversary of  in  Mrs. van Daan, e for weeks and made no

    bones about t t s Dussel sreat us to dinner, received notead of making use of tunity to t time -- for unselfisaking  utter a eentulations or my condolences,  eit soever, and tuation finally ended in a draw.

    I can say  exaggeration t Dussel ely got a screen laugo ourselves because rying to pass on t s garbled in transmission. Furtion o keep.

    quot;Der Mann  einen grossen Geist Una ist so klein van taten!quot;* [*A well-known expression:

    quot;t of t, how puny are his deeds.”

    Yours, Anne

    SAtURDAY, NOVEMBER 27, 1943

    Dearest Kitty,

    Last nig as I was falling asleep, hanneli suddenly appeared before me.

    I sa I could read them:

    quot;Oed me? his hell!”

    And I cant and by and cher people suffer and die.

    All I can do is pray to God to bring o us. I saure enougo understand  it o  must rying to take   aanding, but t selfishly wrapped up again in my own problems and pleasures.

    It o treat  c as I am, maybe even more so, and soo ed to do .

    But to live, ween us? ?

    to be , I  t of  least a year. I  forgotten irely, and yet it  until I sa of all her suffering.

    O if you live to turn to us, Ill be able to take you in and make up for the wrong Ive done you.

    But even if I ion to  need it more t shes feeling?

    Merciful God, comfort  at least s be alon