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Freiberg, September 4, 1872
Queridisimo Berganza!
It is only with reluctance that I forgive you for writing me so little about yourself, but a touching resignation reflected in every line of your letter makes me refrain from asking more of you than you can accomplish. Perhaps things are much the same with you as they are with me. You feel suddenly torn out of your familiar and beloved circle, and no doubt are not busy enough in Braila for the pain of your loss to be dulled.
You do me an injustice when you call my mood gloomy and sad—blame it upon my nonsensical style, which, if that indeed is the impression my last letter conveyed, never allows me to say what I