And on Thursday
when we passed by there before the gymnastic lesson there was the
gymnastic master sitting with him. Of course we bowed to them as we
passed and in the gymnastic lesson Herr Baar said to us: So you two are
tormented and pestered by my cousin in natural history? "Pestered" we
said, o no, it's the most delightful lesson in the whole week. "Is that
so?" said he, "I won't forget to let him know." Of course we begged and
prayed him not to give us away, saying it would be awful. But we do hope
he will.
October 20th. Frau Doktor Steiner's mother is dead. We are so sorry for
her. Some of us are going to the funeral, I mayn't go, Mother says it
is not suitable, and Hella is not allowed to go either, I wonder if _He_
will go? I'm sure he will, for really he _has_ to.
October 23rd. Frau Doktor St. looks frightfully pale. Franke says she
will certainly get married soon now that both her parents are dead. Her
fiance often fetches her from the Lyz, I mean he waits for her in L.
Street. Hella thinks an awful lot of him of course, because he's an
officer. I don't think much of him myself, he's too short and too fat.
He's only a very little taller than Frl. St. I think a husband should be
nearly a head taller than his wife, or at least half a head taller, like
our Father and Mother.
October 29th. We have such a frightful lot of work to do that we're not
taking season tickets this winter, but are going to pay each time when
we go skating.
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