The letter with which all has begun, has come usual mail and hardly has not got lost among numerous accounts and
reminders on untimely payments on some of them.
I could answer it though understood that business will be difficult, and the decent fee hardly here will come to me. But in
brevity and restraint of this message there was something touching. I have decided to try to help this woman. Here the letter
about which there is a speech:
"The dear madam Adams.
Never thought that I should address to the private detective. But there's nothing to be done, if the police does not wish me
to help. I search for the daughter though under all documents it is considered died in the first minutes after a birth.
Ten years ago I have given birth to the girl. Childbirth was heavy. To me have told that my babe has lived all some minutes. I
have believed. And all these years prayed for the peace of its innocent dear. But here three weeks ago I have received the
strange letter.
So after that letters to sleep, I can not eat. Feels my parent heart that my baby is live.
The police considers that it is someone's severe joke. But I do not trust them. What for to someone to cause me such pain,
there is no at me such enemy. Help me. I am not so rich. But I will regret nothing to find the daughter.
Yours faithfully Martha Dordzh"
I have sent the answer too usual mail, having written to its own hand and having enclosed in a white paper envelope.