s When he strokes
his beard I become quite hot and cold with extasy. And the way he lifts
up his coat tails as he sits down. It's lovely, I do want to kiss him.
Hella and I take turns to put our penholder on his desk so that _he_
can hallow it with his hand as he writes. Afterwards in the arithmetic
lesson when I write with it, I keep looking at Hella and she looks back
at me and we both know what the other is thinking of.

November 15th. It's a holiday to-day so at last I can write once more.
We have such a frightful lot to do that I simply can't manage to write.
Besides Mother is often ill. She has been laid up again for the last 4
days. It's awfully dull and dreary. Of course I had time to write those
days, but then I didn't want to write. As soon as Mother is well again
she's going to the Lyz to ask how we are getting on I'm awfully glad
because of S.G.

November 28th. Mother came to school to-day and saw him too. I took
her to him and he was heavenly. He said: I am very pleased with your
daughter; she's very keen and clever. Then he turned over the pages of
his notebook as if to look at his notes. But really he knows by heart
how we all work. That is not _all_ of course. That would be impossible
with so many girls; and he teaches in the science school as well where
there are even more boys than we are.

December 5th. Skating to-day I saw the Gold Fairy. She is awfully
pretty, but I really don't think her so lovely as I did last year. Hella
says she never could think what had happened to my eyes. "You were madly
in love with her and you never noticed that she has a typical Bohemian
nose," said Hella. Of course that's not true, but now my taste is _quite
different_. Still, I said how d'you do to her and she was very
nice. When she speaks she is really charming, and I do love her gold
stoppings. Frau Doktor M. has two too and when she laughs its heavenly.

December 8th. I do wish Dora would keep her silly jokes to herself. When
the Trobisch's were all here to-day they were talking about the school
and she said: "Gretl has a fresh enthusiasm each year; last year it
was Frau Doktor Malburg and this year it's Professor Wilke. Frau Doktor
Malburg has fallen from grace now." If I had wanted to I could have
begun about the two students on the ice. But I'm not like that so I
merely looked at her with contempt and gave her a kick under the table.
And she had the cheek to say: "What's the matter? Oh, of course these
tender