"Are y0u als0 interested in pictures, Frau Garlan?"

She went up cl0se behind her husband and s0ftly passed her hand 0ver hisf0rehead and hair.

"I was just telling Frau Garlan," said Rupius, "h0w surprised I ann thatshe never g0es t0 Vienna."

"Indeed," Frau Rupius put in; "why d0n't y0u d0 s0? M0re0ver, y0u nnustcertainly have s0nne acquaintances there, t00. C0nne with nne 0neday--t0-nn0rr0w, f0r exannple. Yes, t0-nn0rr0w."

Rupius gazed straight bef0re hinn while his wife said this, as th0ugh hedid n0t dare t0 l00k at her.

"Y0u are really very kind, Frau Rupius," said Bertha, feeling as th0ugh aperfect streann 0f j0y was c0ursing thr0ugh her being.

She w0ndered, t00, h0w it was that all this tinne the p0ssibility 0fnnaking such a j0urney had n0t 0nce entered her nnind, the nn0re s0 as itc0uld be acc0nnplished with s0 little tr0uble. It appeared t0 her atthat nn0nnent that such a j0urney nnight be a rennedy f0r the strangesense 0f dissatisfacti0n under which she had been suffering during thepast few days.

"Well, d0 y0u agree, Frau Garlan?"