keen on music. Kloster says he would have been a really
great player, but being a Junker settles him for ever. It is tragic to
be forced out of one's natural bent, and he says he hates soldiering.
People in the street were very polite, and made way for me because I
was with an officer. I wasn't pushed off the pavement once.

Good night my own mother. I've had a happy week. I put my arms round
you and kiss you with all that I have of love.

Your Chris.

Wanda came in in great excitement to fetch my tray just now, and said a
prince has been assassinated. She heard the _Herrschaften_ saying so
at supper. She thought they said it was an Austrian, but whatever
prince it was it was _Majestatsbeleidigung_ to get killing him, and she
marvelled how any one had dared. Then Frau Berg herself came to tell
me. By this time I was in bed,--pig-tailed, and ready to go to sleep.
She was tremendously excited, and I felt a cold shiver down my back
watching her. She was so much excited that I caught it from her and
was excited too. Well, it is very dreadful the way these king-people
get bombed out of life. She said it was the Austrian heir to the
throne and his wife, both of them. But of course you'll know all about
it by the time you get this. She didn't know any details, but there
had been extra editions of the Sunday papers, and she said it would
mean war.

"War?" I echoed.

"War," she repeated; and began to tread heavily about the room saying,
"War. War."

"But who with?" I asked, watching her fascinated, sitting up in bed
holding on to my knees.

"It will come," said Frau Berg, treading about like some huge Judaic
prophetess who sniffs blood. "It must come. There will be no quiet in
the world till blood has been let."

"But what blood?" I asked, rather tremulously, for her voice and
behaviour curdled me.

"The blood of all those evil-doers who are responsible," she said; and
she paused a moment at the foot of my bed and folded her arms across
her chest--they could hardly reach, and the word chest sounds much too
flat--and added, "Of whom there are many."

Then she began to walk about again, and each time a foot went down the
room shook. "All, all need punishing," she said as she walked. "There
will be, there must be, punishment for this. Great and terrible.
Blood will, blood must flow in streams before such a crime can be
regarded as washed out. Such evil-doers must be emptied of all their
blo