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abroad a few months after her arrival.
However, before we parted, she had learned Swedish
enough to read all my works. Immediately
after her arrival she began to learn the language,
and kept studying it from morning till night
for several weeks. When my brother said to
her that he was going to give a party to his
scientific friends, in order to introduce them to
her, she answered, ‘Wait a fortnight, till I can
speak Swedish.’
This seemed rather bold, but she kept her
word. At the appointed time she could speak
a little, and already during the first winter she
acquainted herself with our whole modern
literature, and read ‘Frithiof’s Saga’ with delight.
This extraordinary talent for languages,
however, had its limitations. She used to say
herself, that she had no particular gift that way,
and that it was only ambition and necessity
that made her learn them so quickly. And
indeed, though she learned many languages,
she never acquired perfection in any, but always
stopped at a certain point. Though she was
very young when she went to Germany, she
spoke very broken German, and her friends
often laughed at the funny words she concocted.
In her flow of eloquence she never stopped to
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