et I a tient, straining at to start anot!

    Pst, pst, like a cat luring a mouse from its o quarrels and dissent.

    Yours, Anne

    tUESDAY, MARCh 28, 1944

    My dearest Kitty,

    As muco e more on politics, I s of oto report today. First, Motually forbidden me to go up to Peters, since, according to ers invited Margot to join us upstairs.

    or is just saying it out of politeness, I dont kno I sake any notice of Mrs. van Daans jealousy and  o.

    s  me going upstairs, s me to go back to doing my he room I share willi Dussel. She may be jealous

    begrudge us ts nice  along so  likes Peter too, but feels t t talk about two.

    Furters in love o tell you trutd be a lot easier to get to kno  if he keeps admiring my dimples, can I?

    Im in a very difficult position. Mot me and Im against urns a blind eye to t struggle betill loves me, but Im not at all uno me.

    As for Peter. . . I dont  to give  and I admire iful relationso our business again? Fortu- nately, Im used to  to s o say anyto feel  mine, t Petels cer and Petel, youre one and t understand us; tand t ent just to sit beside eac say a  draogeties? And yet its good t  t makes t muciful. ill a child;

    atoes or otrong; co look for burglars, s muco me to teaco me in nearly every way!

    do  our thing.

    Fated, but Im not, Im merely vain! I  ell me I ty, except for a boy at sce er paid me a true com- pliment, and just for fun Ill give you a rougion.

    Peter oft