The same thing was happening,
simultaneously, in every kitchen in Brunswick, and at the next
"Coffee Circle" all these rumours would be put into circulation
and magnified, and the worst possible interpretation would be
given them. All German women love spying, as is testified by those
little external mirrors fixed outside almost every German window,
by which the mistress of the house can herself remain unseen,
whilst noting every one who passes down the street, or goes into
the houses on either side. I speak with some bitterness of the
poisonous tongues of these women, for I cannot forget how a
harmless episode, when I happened to meet a charming friend of
mine, and volunteered to carry her parcels home, was distorted and
perverted.
One of Hentze's pupils, a heavy, bovine youth, invited me to
Hamburg to his parents' silver wedding festivities. I was anxious
to see Hamburg, so I accepted. Moser's parents inhabited an
opulent and unimaginably hideous villa on the outskirts of
Hamburg. They treated me most hospitably and kindly, but never had
I pictured such vast eatings and drinkings as took place in their
house.
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