Downstairs we encounter Gonzales and son. The father launches into his lyrical praises — the son follows at some distance.
Judge my mood by the letter I write to Schlangenbad:
It is like a thunderbolt — I blush, I rise from the drawing-room table, and I run almost to meet m...........
Coming out from lunch I am accosted by an American, a rather old one, who ==stares at me== since the first day. At first I did not know what he...
Kechko was there. The girl is beautiful, no doubt, but her coming marriage to Prince Milan of Serbia has given her the airs of a stage queen. It is...
My mother writes me words of comfort; my aunt reads me the letter. I am naked and ready for my bath; instead of bathing I sit down on the floor like...
There is nothing in the world more dreadful than being short of money. Ah, those who have known it will understand me. It is the utmost degradation...