Georges BERNANOS (1888-1948). L.A.S., Hyères [June 13, 1933], to a "dear friend" [Madeleine Le Chevrel?]; 4 pages in-8. Bernanos (who is writing Monsieur Ouine again after losing part of the manuscript) does not want to go to Paris: "I had so much trouble getting back into my book after losing the notebooks that I wouldn't want to get out again for a few weeks. Finally, I was planning to go and get Yves at the Pierre-qui-Vire next month. [...] Please don't push your respect for my vices too far. Do me the favor - perform this heroic act of charity - of telling me the truth about everything. [...] Finally, be my conscience. I really need to change my conscience, come on! Mine doesn't want to take care of me. It's disgusted, this conscience! Besides, it's never been much use to me, because it's had a bad opinion of me for thirty years, thirty-five years maybe. She's very wise, very lucid, but she should have loved me a little. You, you would be a conscience that doesn't despair of me, a conscience that loves me, what happiness. [...] My novel [Monsieur Ouine...] I work on it very regularly, that's all. Sometimes two pages a day, sometimes three, and in the end, when I add it up, it's only one page a day, thirty a month. Quite a calculation! Former Daniel Sickles collection (Littérature du XXe siècle, 13-15 juin 1983, n°41).