sunday, october 17, 1943
dearest kitty,
mr. kleiman is back, thank goodness! he looks a bit pale, a he cheerfully set off to sell some clothes for mr. van daan. the disagreeable fact is that mr. van daan has run out of money. he lost his last hundred guilders in the warehouse, which is still creating trouble for us: the men are w how a hundred guilders could wind up in the warehouse on a monday m. suspi abounds. meanwhile, the hundred guilders have been stolen. whos the thief?
but i was talking about the money she. mrs. van d. has scads of dresses, coats and shoes, none of which she feels she do without. mr. van d.s suit is difficult to sell, aers bike ut on the block, but is back again, sinobody wa.
but the story doeshere. you see, mrs. van d. is going to have to part with her fur coat. in her opinion, the firm should pay for our upkeep, but thats ridiculous.
they just had a flaming row about it and have ehe "oh, my sweet putti" and "darling kerli" stage of reciliation.
my mind boggles at the profanity this honorable house has had to endure in the past month. father walks around with his lips pressed together, and whenever he hears his name, he looks up in alarm, as ifhes afraid hell be called upon to resolve another delicate problem. mothers sht up her cheeks are blotched with red, margot plains of headaches, dussel t sleep, mrs. van d. frets and fumes all day long, and ive gone pletely round the bend. to tell you the truth, i sometimes fet who were at odds with and who were not. the only way to take my mind off it is to study, and ive been doing a lot of that lately.
yours, anne
friday, october 29,1943
my dearest kitty,
mr. kleiman is out again; his stomach wont give him a moments peace. he doesnt even know whether its stopped bleeding. he came to tell us he wasnt feeling well
and was going home, and for the first time he seemed really down.
mr. and mrs. van d. have had ming battles. the reason is simple: theyre broke. they wao sell an overcoat and a suit of mr. van d. s, but were uo find any buyers. his prices were way too high.
some time ago mr. kleiman was talking about a furrier he knows. this gave mr. van d. the idea of selling his wifes fur coat. its made of rabbit skin, and shes had it for seventeen years. mrs. van d. got 325 guilders for it, an enormous amount. she wao keep the money herself to buy new clothes after the war, and it took some doing before mr. van d
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