I myself think that Gauguin had become a little disheartened by the good town of Arles, by the little yellow house where we work, and above all by me.1

Indeed, there are bound to be grave difficulties still to overcome here, for him as well as for me.

But these difficulties are rather within ourselves than elsewhere.

All in all, I think personally that he’ll either definitely go or he’ll definitely stay. I told him to think and do his sums again before acting.

Gauguin is very strong, very creative, but precisely because of that he must have peace.  1v:2

Will he find it elsewhere if he doesn’t find it here?

I’m waiting with absolute serenity for him to make a decision. Good handshake.