Dear Minna,
I'm on live embers to hear if any money has been paid to you; God grant I may have a reassuring message about it tomorrow morning! I have had to try and shift in every way, my forsakenness was past belief; thus I am pumping my last ounce of strength to work out as much of my full score as possible, so as to get something into Schott's hands soon and make him amenable again. Meanwhile provision had to be found for your security, and I have made use of a kind friend in Dresden (who offered to put me up in his house before he knew anything about our settlement). I hope he'll have already supplied you with the needful; if not, let me know at once.
The packing-cases should be reaching Dresden about tomorrow: if you haven't the money yet, all you need say is that you don't want them delivered for three or four days. But in that extreme event, perhaps Pauline might assist? — it would only be for a few days! —
You see the commotion and worry I am in, and surely will forgive my inability to respond to so many invitations to have a jolly time of it here or there with anything except a sigh now! Lord, if folk only knew what other things one has in one's head, than the thought of gaily trotting to and fro! —
However — that also will change for the better. —
One thing more: — for God's sake send that confounded Monde musicale about its business; I won't take it in! — So — no more
Source: Richard to Minna Wagner: Letters to His First Wife, trans. William Ashton Ellis, Vol. 2 (Charles Scribner's Sons, 1909), No. 254