so he is not able to come to the churches with
us, but I do not think he rests very much. The day before yesterday we,
that is, Papa, I, and Miss Naylor, went to an exhibition of pictures. It
was quite beautiful and interesting (Miss Naylor says it is not right
to say 'quite' beautiful, but I do not know what other word could mean
'quite' except the word 'quite,' because it is not exceedingly and not
extremely). And O Chris! there was one picture painted by him; it was
about a ship without masts--Miss Naylor says it is a barge, but I do not
know what a barge is--on fire, and, floating down a river in a fog.
I think it is extremely beautiful. Miss Naylor says it is very
impressionistick--what is that? and Papa said 'Puh!' but he did not know
it was painted by Herr Harz, so I did not tell him.

"There has also been staying at our hotel that Count Sarelli who came
one evening to dinner at our house, but he is gone away now. He sat all
day in the winter garden reading, and at night he went out with Papa.
Miss Naylor says he is unhappy, but I think he does not take enough
exercise; and O Chris! one day he said to me, 'That is your sister,
Mademoiselle, that young lady in the white dress? Does she always wear
white dresses?' and I said to him: 'It is not always a white dress; in
the picture, it is green, because the picture is called 'Spring.' But
I did not tell him the colours of all your dresses because he looked so
tired. Then he said to me: 'She is very charming.' So I tell you this,
Chris, because I think you shall like to know. Scruff' has a sore toe;
it is because he has eaten too much meat.

"It is not nice without you, Chris, and Miss Naylor says I am improving
my mind here, but I do not think it shall improve very much, because
at night I like it always best, when the shops are lighted and the
carriages are driving past; then I am wanting to dance. The first night
Papa said he would take me to the theatre, but yesterday he said it was
not good for me; perhaps to-morrow he shall think it good for me again.

"Yesterday we have been in the Prater, and saw many people, and some
that Papa knew; and then came the most interesting part of all, sitting
under the trees in the rain for two hours because we could not get a
carriage (very exciting).

"There is one young lady here, only she is not any longer very young,
who knew Papa when he was a boy. I like her very much; she shall soon
know me quite to the bottom and is ve