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Vienna, Sunday
June 29, 1884
My beloved sweetheart
You are quite right. From now on I too will write only about the journey. I can no longer think of anything else. If you really insist on meeting me at the station, I cannot stop you. I was against it because I don't want the station and the luggage to get mixed up with our first kisses. But if you are not embarrassed by the serious Hamburgers and will give me a kiss as soon as I see you, and on our way to Wandsbek a second one, and a third, etc., then I will give in. I won't be tired because I shall be traveling under the influence of coca, in order to curb my terrible impatience.
Do rent a little room for me, very close to you and very modest,