[26 Nov. 1953]
Hello, you old cetacean:
I will be charmed to have you in my cove tomorrow evening at eight or earlier to see your Taurian dome and hear you spout.
Farewell to any school of mackerel or squid that may happen to be around. Your capacity for deglutition, I know, is enormous. I may warm you up with a little of 'Witches Brew' in tangible and gustatory form.
you old cetacean