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pleased with her journey. Fresh and healthy,
with rosy cheeks, she was as charming as when I
saw her first; but there was even more life and
fire in her eyes, she felt renewed energy to
take up and continue her recently commenced
studies.
‘However, this serious occupation did not
prevent her from enjoying everything else, even the
merest trifles. I remember distinctly the walk
she and I took alone together the day after their
arrival, racing along the road just like children.
How charming and refreshing are these memories
of the beginning of our university life! Sonia
seemed so happy, so nobly happy; and yet in
after-times, when she spoke of her youth, it was
with a bitter regret, as if she had wasted her
young years altogether. This always made me
think of those first months in Heidelberg, of our
enthusiastic discussions, of her poetical relation
to her young husband, who in those days loved
her with an entirely platonic tenderness. She
seemed to love him in the same way; both were
as yet ignorant of those lower passions which are
usually misnamed love. It seems to me that
Sonia had no reason to complain; her mind was
full of high aspirations. Yet this was the only
period during which I ever knew her happy. A
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