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of his fiancщe, with several good arguments occurring to me.


Yesterday A. was in Schluckenau. Sat in the room with her all day holding the bundle of letters (his only baggage) in his hand and didn't stop questioning her. Learned
nothing new; an hour before leaving he asked her: "Was the light out during the kissing?" and learned the news, which makes him inconsolable, that the second time W.
kissed her he switched off the light. W. sat sketching on one side of the table, L. sat on the other (in W.'s room, at 11 p.m.) and read Asmus Semper aloud. Then W.
got up, went to the chest to get something (a compass, L. thinks, A. thinks a contraceptive), then suddenly switched off the light, overwhelmed her with kisses; she sank
down on the sofa, he held her arms, her shoulders, and kept saying, "Kiss me!"


L. on another occasion: "W. is very clumsy." Another time: "I didn't kiss him." Another time: "I felt as if I were lying in your arms."


A.: "I must find out the truth, mustn't I?" (he is thinking of having her examined by a doctor). "Only suppose I learn on the wedding night that she has been lying.
Perhaps she's so calm only because he used a contraceptive."


Lourdes: Attack on faith in miracles, also attack on the church. With equal justification he could argue against the churches, processions, confessions, the unhygienic
practices everywhere, since it can't be proved that prayer does any good. Karlsbad is a greater swindle than Lourdes; Lourdes has the advantage that people go there
out of deepest conviction. What about the crackpot notions people have concerning operations, serum therapy, vaccination, medicines?


On the other hand: The huge hospitals for the pilgrimaging invalids; the filthy piscinas; the brancards waiting for the special trains; the medical commission; the great
incandescent crosses on the mountains; the Pope receives three million a year. The priest with the monstrance passes by, a woman screams from her stretcher, "I am
cured!" Her tuberculosis of the bone continues unchanged.


The door opened a crack. A revolver appeared and an outstretched arm.


Th№rheim, II, 35, 28, 37: nothing sweeter than love, nothing pleasanter than flirtation; 45, 48: Jews.



10 February. Eleven o'clock, after a walk. Fresher than usual. Why?

1. Max said I was calm.

2. Felix is going to be married (was angry with him).

3. I remain alone, unless F. will still have me after all.

4. Mrs. X.'s invitation; I think how I shall introduce myself to her.


By chance I walked in the direction opposite to my usual one, that is, Kettensteg, Hradcany, Karlsbr№cke. Ordinarily I nearly collapse on this road; today, coming from
the opposite direction, I felt somewhat lifted up.