![]() ![]() I won’t be able to write of the most important matters today. Why?) and far beneath my tiredness too happy about your letter. Why? What’s more, contrary to your promise, I had to wait as long as 24 hours for your letter. I may also be too tired just now (I had to wait for your telegram until 5 P.M. There is nothing straightforward I can say to that. You don’t think-or perhaps you merely wonder whether, or perhaps you merely want to hear my views about it-that in me you will find the vital support you undoubtedly need. It concerns the apprehensions you feel about sharing life with me. In your last letter (how long have I sat motionless over that word, wishing you were here!) there is a sentence that is fairly clear to me from every angle this hasn’t happened for a long time. ![]() After all, the two engagements dragged on for 5 years he dedicated his story " The Judgment" to her, in which a young man's father orders him to drown himself after he announces his plan to marry F.B. Felice promptly broke off the engagement (for the first time.) Her actions could hardly be more explicable. ![]() On July 12, 1914, Franz Kafka, responding to a summons by his fiance(?) Felice Bauer, entered the Askanischer Hof in Berlin, there to be judged by her, her sister and a friend. ![]()
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