Publisher's Synopsis
The Wilhelmstrasse, rue Guillaume, starting from the Avenue des Tilleuls, next to the Place de Paris, to reach the Place Belle-Alliance, is the most aristocratic route of Berlin, the German capital, the Sprague with gray water divides into two unequal parts. However, house numbered 73 leans against the annex buildings of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, including the main façade and most services are located across the street at number 76. These topographic details were indispensable because ... Because, in a living room-office of the ground floor of number 73, two people conversed with this confident familiarity that explain only the ties of kinship. - So, Marga, the freedom that widowhood has made you weigh you? - Freedom, no, my father, it's not freedom that displeases me, it's loneliness ... Marga's father leaned back in his chair, laughing heartily. At first glance, it seemed comical, Herr Leopold Von Karch ... Quite big, paunchy, square, the rare hair and the beard provided with that straw-blond tone peculiar to the beer-drinking races ... Yet if one looked better, the gray eyes of the character, almost always sheltered by gold glasses, modified the first impression ... A look of Von Karch took a look of moral search, and when it had felt weigh on he was sharp, curious, inquisitive, the old man seemed disturbing. His daughter Margarete, Marga by affectionate diminutive, also possessed gray eyes with steel reflections. Fortunately for her, there stopped the resemblance. His hair, obviously in the dyeing a delicious light mahogany shade, a halo a kind face, a little doll, but with a dazzling complexion, white and pink, which darkened the gray pupils. Above average, well proportioned, Marga got everywhere and from the outset the flattering name of a beautiful woman. "You are laughing, you are laughing, father," she went on a little curtly, "it is natural for a widow of my age to dream of remarrying." Leopold von Karch had crossed his greasy hands over his abdomen, and he regarded his daughter with sincere admiration.
