← Back to letters29/04/18 they did not give orders out of whim, nor were they to be taken for maniacs. I was used to leaving a margin on the left side of the paper, but once they did not let me leave a margin in order to fill the page and it was not due to lack of paper, even using the spaces and between the words and how I should place the hyphens. They did strange things, for example, my machine has two question marks ? and ¿ and they knew that in Castilian the first ¿ is placed at the beginning, and in some letters they made me place it at the end of the sentence, or both below, in others nothing, or no accents but there were letters where they made a remark on each word and if there was something to correct, they did not use a ballpoint pen but required me to redo the page, it was clear that they did all this with pleasure without getting angry or raising their voice at all. They refused to let me use tracing paper and brought me many brands and each time they told me which brand to use, all of this was done to get us accustomed to discipline since they are very disciplined and often, though without offense, they indicated the little discipline we have; and I told the other gentleman who received the dictations, in the other letter, that they were very severe and that they wrote and then corrected even the characters, whether they were printed strongly or weakly. When Mr. DEI came, he was the best and best known because he came often, he would sit on a sofa or in an armchair in the dining room, if we sat at the desk in the apartment, he would close his eyes to dictate. I see him say something that will never be believed, and God knows it is not mentioned. When he got up, it was time to write, one day he told me that I made a mistake. When I write I look at the keyboard because I haven't learned the blind method so what I see is sure. He amazed me by following along with his eyes closed. I asked him if he knew telepathy and he smiled and told me no, that there was no mystery but that from hearing me type so much, he knew that each key had a sound and that sometimes he realized but to avoid bothering me or to see if I would correct, he didn't say anything and then someone told me that they were not from UMMO and other things to calm me down. Well, he told me to strive to copy while respecting the lines, the hyphens, and if there was any error that had escaped me, it was inevitable and also the punctuation marks, although he noted that in the original the periods and commas were missing because, it was strange, they corrected some and told me not to put the others on purpose. The only mistake already made in the original were the censored lines which can only be understood with the help of the other uncensored original. Only notes 16 and 17 had been written in full, he was not sure if they were censored or not, I was annoyed because I had lost them, as I had already done the work and sent them a few days ago according to the order. I write in black the notes written on my account and which were not in the original so that it is known they are from me. As I draw poorly, and since they were also uneven, when there's a lot of work I give my brother-in-law the drawings to make the copies and after he has cut the writings on the machine, he binds them in sheets and I have nothing more to say in particular. I continue without knowing anything. Now that I believe they are here, I think neither to move nor to do anything more until they call me or come again. If I've done something to them, God knows it was not done with intent, and I know they are not vindictive. And nothing else until my next letter. You know I cannot sign, but as they behave well, I prefer to follow the advice of not giving my name. END OF THE LETTER 1° Madrid, June 15, 1969 Dear Sir: As I had already prepared the copies of the report of which I was ordered to attach photocopies of some drawings, but they do not come out well, and others are a bit faded, especially those that were drawn in ink and whose colored drawings came out very badly. 843 / 1373
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