Friday 13:
I still have no information about you.
Saturday 7:
My temperature is 40.7 degrees. The doctor came. He diagnosed an intestinal infection (enemas).
Sunday 8:
Sick.
Monday 9:
Sick. Nothing. The ship is to sail on November 25.
Tuesday 10:
Sick. Nothing. In the evening there was an air raid alert. The Americans dropped thousands of leaflets.
Wednesday 11
The English and Am. attacked North Africa. We were able to read the leaflets. They were everywhere. The gendarmes came to collect them.
Thursday 12:
Sick. The Germans came to Marseille. I am a little bored. People think that the Anglo-Saxons will land. The director, Mr. Bremond, and the directress, Mrs. Sarboer, are very nice.
Saturday 14:
I start to get up. We eat well here and I am very glad to be here. Nothing new.