of, the political situation would ease up. Now they are looking for a culprit." <strong>Konrad</strong> made a gloomy face.Katharina smiled radiantly. "May I divert you from your worries? I had come to ask your help <strong>and</strong> company."He nodded <strong>and</strong> they finished their torte <strong>and</strong> got up. She put her arm into his <strong>and</strong> her solid, warm closeness restored hisbalance."Where are you taking me?""Oh," she smiled enigmatically, "I want you to be my husb<strong>and</strong> for a couple of hours. Or , if you prefer, my rich gentlemanfriend."He frowned. "It depends on what services you expect from me!""I urgently need some new clothes <strong>and</strong> your advice. I always have to choose <strong>and</strong> pay those things myself <strong>and</strong> havenobody who admires what I buy. Besides it will give me the opportunity—<strong>and</strong> the excuse—to flirt shamelessly with you,<strong>and</strong> all you have to do is play the jaded gentleman <strong>and</strong> pay afterwards!"He disengaged his arm from hers <strong>and</strong> laughed briefly. "But you know that I never have any money in my pocket.""Oh, well," she said coquettishly, "I will pay you for this nicety," <strong>and</strong> slipped a hundred mark note into his pocket.He pulled the bill out again <strong>and</strong> looked at it. "This is a nice, crisp bank note for my dubious services." He stuck the noteback into his pocket. Shaking his head he said. " You will rob me of my last self-esteem, but I like the idea! Where to doyou want to be taken?"She put her arm back under his <strong>and</strong> steered him to a small boutique around the corner. "I need a new dress. So nowdon’t embarrass me."<strong>Konrad</strong> put on a jaded air. "The lady needs some new clothes, would you show us some of your dresses, maybesomething lose <strong>and</strong> airy for a warm summer day."Katharina played the coy mistress.The sales lady assessed them discreetly <strong>and</strong> sized up Katharina. While she disappeared in the back of the store, <strong>Konrad</strong>seated himself in a comfortable easy chair <strong>and</strong> crossed his legs. "Shape up, you know I don’t like demure women," hegrowled at her below his breath. "Besides I am richer than that lady thinks. Shh, here she comes, don’t let her know."The sales lady held up a two-part dress with a white, ample blouse <strong>and</strong> a long, gray, flowing skirt. "Maybe you want to trythis ensemble, so we can get an idea of what it should be that you like."Katharina vanished with the dress into a dressing room in back of the store. <strong>Konrad</strong> knew that this was not the dress forher."Do you also carry some nice, wide-brimmed fedoras to complement the dress?" He thought of the fun Alex<strong>and</strong>ra <strong>and</strong> hehad had in Berlin selecting a hat for her. The lady brought a collection of three gr<strong>and</strong>es chapeaux , feathers <strong>and</strong> all.Katharina returned dancing <strong>and</strong> shimmying through the store. This outfit was not what she needed, not even when headded the most fashionable of the hats. The dress was elegant enough, but one that every woman wore these days.<strong>Konrad</strong>, without blinking an eye, asked the lady, "Don’t you have something more colorful, more daring, maybe with ashorter skirt?"Well, of course, she had that too. "Maybe your wife would like one of the ethnic outfits that are so á la mode these days."How easy it was to make her his wife!The saleslady laid out an entire Hungarian "peasant" outfit, a colorful embroidered blouse, skirt, <strong>and</strong> red leather boots."This dress will instantly transform your wife.""Well," guffawed <strong>Konrad</strong>, "it certainly will make you into an entirely new woman. Go try it on, Katharina, <strong>and</strong> don’t forgetto kick your legs when you come back."When she reappeared she had let her long, blond hair down <strong>and</strong> produced an imitation Csardas for him. The skirt barelycovered her pretty knees.Then Katharina made the mistake to say: "I really like this, <strong>Konrad</strong>!"Which was supposed to mean that she too began to enjoy this fashion show, but the saleslady immediately seized uponthe opportunity <strong>and</strong> declared, "Madame, this ensemble truly brings out the best in you, it has been specially made for usin Budapest, first quality!"Which was a lie, <strong>Konrad</strong> decided. "Totally unexpected possibilities in your personality are surfacing, Katharina. Youshould wear such a combination for the next Fasching—but forgive me, I cannot see myself going with you to a receptionat the Dahls’ like that."<strong>Konrad</strong> got up. "I am afraid, I cannot describe what I am looking for. May I have a look myself?" Without waiting forpermission he walked into the racks followed by the anxious saleslady. He started to part the blouses looking for a loose,colorfully printed silk blouse. The skirt would find itself."Sir," the sales lady said alarmed by his invasion of her domain, "these are the wrong sizes, you have to look here."After pulling out half a dozen blouses in various colors he found the blouse sans pareille, an outrageous silk print of largered, yellow, <strong>and</strong> orange swirls on a dark, wine-red ground with a deep décolleté. Triumphantly he held the blouse up toKatharina."That is it, if it fits you.""Sir, I have to congratulate you on your excellent taste," stammered the sales lady disbelieving, "this is a collector’s item,84
a limited edition, h<strong>and</strong>-screened master print, which the young painter Oskar Kokoschka originally designed for hismistress Alma Mahler."Choosing a suitable skirt <strong>Konrad</strong> left to the saleslady, who, finally attuned to her customers, found a neutral but colormatched,long, supple wool skirt.Meanwhile Katharina had glanced at the price tag on the blouse. She turned to <strong>Konrad</strong> <strong>and</strong> pulled a face.<strong>Konrad</strong> grinned. "Wait until you see yourself in this."Katharina needed an eternity to change, when she reemerged, she was glowing <strong>and</strong> gave <strong>Konrad</strong> a kiss. She lookedtruly stunning.They spent another quarter of an hour to find a complimentary hat, a fairly modest, soft, wide-rimmed affair withouttrimmings that would enhance Katharina’s mystique without distracting from her blouse.<strong>Konrad</strong>, delighted <strong>and</strong> completely restored, paid sixty-five Reichsmarks, a small weekly salary or a train trip, first classfrom Munich to Berlin."Well," said <strong>Konrad</strong> dryly, when they were back on the street, "thirty-five marks left." He added pensively, "Henri, my Sufimaster-goldsmith once said, ‘you have to make love <strong>and</strong> beautiful things for a woman until she appears more beautifulthan she herself imagined possible.’ What shall we do with the remainder of this afternoon? Theonly way to top off this experience is to make love.""Oh, no!" burst out Katharina. "No, my dear friend, now we will go to your place, have tea with Alex<strong>and</strong>ra, <strong>and</strong> I will modelthese treasures for her."Alex<strong>and</strong>ra with a pang of her heart saw at once how excited the two were. Had they spent the afternoon in bed?Katharina pulled out her acquisitions, <strong>and</strong> with bouts of laughter describing the happening at the boutique, happily put onblouse, skirt, <strong>and</strong> hat.Alex<strong>and</strong>ra, however, was less than charmed <strong>and</strong> fought hard against a temptation to destroy Katharina’s happiness."Listen, you two adult children, now I want to be taken out! I sat at home all afternoon whilst you were having fun. I havenever been to the cinema in my life."They went to the late show in an old cellar between Theatiner <strong>and</strong> Residenz Strasse which showed three silent films byGeorges Méliès.When the lights came on again Alex<strong>and</strong>ra had her anger against Katharina under control, but could not admit to herselfthat the diagnosis of her black mood was jealousy, instead of her husb<strong>and</strong> she destroyed the films."What a horrible romantic Kitsch this was!" She declared with finality. "The film were like the flip-books we used to buy inthe bazaar when I was small, only faster."<strong>Konrad</strong> <strong>and</strong> Katharina silently accepted the dark cloud, which had descended on their innocent day.25.Translating Dioskorides with Claudia1904Pursued by irrational fears, Alex<strong>and</strong>ra railed against fate. Helpless, <strong>Konrad</strong> began to avoid her. With some excuse orother he would stay late at work.One night he called to say that he would be detained at some faculty meeting <strong>and</strong> be home late, after supper. Thatevening Alex<strong>and</strong>ra lost her head. Against all better knowledge, she suspected him to be with Katharina. She left thehouse in panic <strong>and</strong> w<strong>and</strong>ered through the streets of Munich for hours, sobbing."He cannot do this to me. I love him <strong>and</strong> need him! He cannot leave me. I have nowhere to go, no place where I am athome. He has abducted me into this exile, where I am lost. He holds my life in his h<strong>and</strong>s." Tears ran down her face."<strong>Konrad</strong>!" she cried in despair, "don’t ab<strong>and</strong>on me!"People turned to stare at her. She did not care.Somewhere in a back street of the Lehel, she passed an unpretentious church built into a row of houses. A curvedfacade, a brass plate: St. Anna im Lehel, Johann Michael Fischeri fecit 1732. In her despair she went in hoping for aquiet place to calm down.Overwhelmed by the splendor <strong>and</strong> the airiness of its space, surrounded by colors, angels, flourishing, gilded ornaments,under a ceiling covered with an huge fresco, she sat down in one of the pews <strong>and</strong> let her eyes w<strong>and</strong>er. Most astonishingare, she thought, the quiet proportions of this space.85
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