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The seventh letter from Arnold Majorek to Irena Rybczyńska, from Chylice, is on two pages (bifolium), three pages written over. Handwritten notes indicating the order of the letter in correspondence are added by the addressee. Full text:

Darling,

Thank you for your letter. I thought we’d see each other. I was waiting for you during these 3 days (today is Wednesday) at the station – in vain. At the same time: I have not heard from Mum so I am a bit sad. In general, boredom in the face of bad weather and lack of activity, except for lessons which, thanks to Wald[emar]’s strenuous efforts, are reduced to a minimum.

Nothing special happens outside or inside. A crazy cyclist ran over me with great impetus today. He was riding so fast that when he crashed into me, he threw me several metres away. I got violently thrown upon a fence; fortunately, apart from the general shock and minor scratches, I did not suffer any other injuries. He has just torn my shirt badly (some kind of fate with these shirts, and you are joking that I am a fatalist!), so I have a household problem again.

God damn it! If I had a wife at least! What a wonderful tool for repairing underwear and other household petty work!

My head hurts from that "general shock" and so does my hand.

Thus, forgive the messy handwriting and treat this letter as one from a man recently ran over by a bicycle. However, I do not want to delay writing to you, because I am afraid that you will apply sanctions again and make me wait for your letter for a long time.

Be well!

I hold your little hands

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