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Suppers, dinners, soirées continually. It was
rather difficult to attend all, and yet find time
for preparing lectures. We stopped to-day for
a fortnight’s Easter holidays, and I am as glad
as a schoolgirl. The term will soon be at an
end, and then I hope to go to Berlin by St
Petersburg. My plans for the next winter, of
course, are unsettled, they do not depend upon
myself.
‘As you may imagine, everybody talks of
you, and wants to hear about you. Your letters
are read and commended; they create a regular
sensation. The leading ladies of Stockholm
seem to lack interesting and exciting subjects of
conversation, and it is a charity to provide them
with such matter. I am looking forward to and
at the same time trembling for the fate of your
play.’
In April, Sonia brought her course of lectures
to a close, and went to Russia. She writes
from there to Mittag Leffler:—
‘April 29th, 1884.
‘... It appears a century since I left
Stockholm. I shall never in my life be able to show
or tell you my gratitude and friendship for you.
It seems that I have found a new home-country
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