"It'll be all right ... Fanny's going to see about it. She does
everything for them anyway that _is_ done."
Frau Stacher closed her eyes rapidly once or twice, but made no remark.
It was, undeniably, Fanny whichever way you looked....
The contemplation of the Thursday arrangement however, induced a long
silence. They had a sort of hopeless, trapped feeling when they thought
of Kaethe.
Some thirteen years before she had married a brilliant young professor
of biology at the University, who now, as he accurately and baldly
stated, earned far less than the women who kept the toilets at the
Railway stations....
They had seven children,--lovely, white-skinned, pansy-eyed,
golden-haired children, or glowing-faced, starry-eyed, brown-haired.
Kaethe's was indeed a terrible situation, one that made her relatives
sad or angry according to their various temperaments and philosophical
reactions to life. Three of those children had been born, illadvisedly,
during the War and another since the Peace. Mizzi had soundly aired her
opinion of that last arrival, ending with her usual "dumm, but dumm!"
and casting her eyes up.
Out of the thick fog of his practical inexperience Professor Eberhardt
had gropingly tried various and mostly unsuccessful ways of providing
for his family, ways unrelated to his brains and his technical skill,
which suddenly seemed not of the slightest value. Time apparently
was the only thing he had and he was directly, unpleasantly aware of
its useless passage. He'd lived mostly in a blessed, timeless world
of theory and experiment. Courses were only intermittently held at
the University, in half empty aula reached through dusty, echoing
corridors. There was no money to keep up the laboratories and the
few students were apt to be as listless from undernourishment as the
professors themselves, or fiercely, disturbingly, redly subversive of
everything and everybody; and anyway the struggle to keep life in the
body was so terrible that it quite chilled any desire to know how it
came to be there in the first place. Nature's secrets, except of the
harvests, were at an entire discount.
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