Louis-Ferdinand CÉLINE. 3 L.A.S. "LFerd", "LF" and "Louis", [Copenhagen] February [1948], to his friend the publisher Jean-Gabriel Daragnès; 5 and 4 pages in-fol. and 4pages in-4. On the accusations against him, his American defender Milton Hindus, his publishers... February 6. "I hear Sorlot went through the Épuration? And Denoël? Canavaggia doesn't keep me up to date on anything. She's just bullshitting. She should have her dick up her ass [...] the aim is for Sorlot to pass on the money from my rights, if any, to Geoffroy [...] a very good friend". Then he talks about Milton Hindus, "my Jewish professor buddy from Chicago [who] defends me to the hilt in the USA, in conferences, articles etc." We protest, displaying his "Dossier", in which there are only two accusations: "1° In 1943, I applied for German naturalization! I was refused! (Why my god?) 2° I replaced Menetrel as Pétain's doctor. Needless to say, I never replaced Menetrel (who was, by the way, an Int. Service agent) and I never saw Pétain at Sigmaringen or anywhere else. He lived as a recluse, completely isolated from us, on one floor of the château - we lived in puppies in town. And then I treated Pétain? What's the crime? Am I a doctor or an astronomer? You see, we don't bother to find crimes for me! Let's get on with it! N'importe quoi"... He promises a great scandal: "En avons assez parlé du Bordereau Dreyfus - de l'Innocence Dreyfus! The forgeries and patata... So! Here we go again"... He promises a great scandal in America... February 17. He complains about publishers, about false friends... "I'm going to pass on a piece of Casse-Pipe to Paulhan's Cahiers de la Pléiade. I'll give it to him [...] No news from Naud = 0. 20 years of purification. I don't think we should even think about publishing my defense! The whole defense is just the same, or more or less. I'm not guilty, etc. is that we don't give a damn! Nobody cares anymore! [...] I think it's better to play the clown... try to make people laugh, leave the cannibal alone"... The letter is co-signed by Lucette. February 21st. Her friend, the jeweler Georges Geoffroy, "is currently working with my uncle Louis to make the most of my meager inheritance. My plan is to have him buy two watches with the money, which he will bring to me here", and also to convert what he will receive from Sorlot for the publication of Foudres et Flèches. These watches will be easy to negotiate "on the shores where new storms will bring us. You're right, we must test opinion, the hair of jackals... jackals laugh... it's my only chance! [...] Keep an eye on Sorlot - he'd better give in as soon as possible - and avoid the hassle of the Sailboat - which is going to smoke, you think! But she's incapable of editing me then?