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their life in Berlin:—‘We led a much more
solitary and monotonous life than in Heidelberg,
and were quite alone. Sonia used to sit bent
over her papers all day long, I was at the
laboratory till the evening, and after a hurried
supper we resumed our work. Except Professor
Weierstrass, who came frequently, we never saw
anybody within our walls. Sonia was depressed,
nothing seemed to give her pleasure, she was
indifferent to everything except her work. Her
husband’s visits used to cheer her a little, though
as a rule their pleasure in being together was
spoilt by misunderstandings and reproaches.
Nevertheless they seemed much attached to one
another. They always took long walks by
themselves.
‘When alone with me, Sonia never went out,
neither for walks nor to the play, not even for
the most indispensable shopping.
‘We were invited to spend Christmas with the
Weierstrass family, and a tree had been decked
for our sake only. Sonia was in urgent need of
a new dress, but could not be induced to go and
buy one. We had a severe quarrel on this
occasion. (If her husband had been present,
it would have been all right; he used to provide
for all her wants, to choose the material, and
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