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Berlin, Friday
March 19, 1886
My sweet darling
Nothing new has happened; I am annoyed that I am not on my way to you. They1 have left me in peace so far, and it may turn out that I was afraid of an unloaded gun. Now I shall have to endure it for another week, but then there will be a few lovely days; perhaps by that time it will be possible to travel without the danger of snowdrifts.
I am so industrious, organized, brave, and sober that I am almost worried; no adventure of any kind comes my way. What else have