" And I said: "Not even Aunt Dora?" And he said: "Oh, as
for her -- --" And then he pulled himself up and said: "No, no, not even
Aunt Dora." Dora has just told me that I am a perfect idiot, for surely
I must know that Father is not particularly charmed by Aunt. And then
she blamed me for having told Father that she would leave home if he
were to marry again. _I am a child_ to whom it is impossible to entrust
any secrets!! Now we have been quarrelling for at least three quarters
of an hour, so it is already half past 11. Luckily to-morrow is a
holiday, because of the Emperor's birthday. But I am so glad to know for
certain that Father is not going to marry Frau v. R I could never get on
with a stepmother.
October 9th. It's horribly difficult in German this year. In composition
we are not allowed to make any rough notes, we have to write it straight
off and then _hand it in_. I simply can't. Professor Fritsch is very
handsome, but the girls are terribly afraid of him for he is so strict.
His wife is in an asylum and his children live with his mother. He
has got a divorce from his wife, and since he has the luck to be
a Protestant he can marry again if he wants to. Hella is perfectly
fascinated by him, but I'm not in the least. For I always think of Prof.
W. in the Second, and that's enough for me. I'm not going to fall in
love with any more professors.
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