I did not know that Mrs. M?nchmeyer had
also been ill and that she, too, had been instructed by her
physician to go on early morning walks in the "Large Garden".
Only after a long, very long time, I found out what had happened
during those walks. I had not just lost touch with my wife's
soul, but I had also lost her in business matters. Every day,
early in the morning, the two ladies sat together in a cafe of the
"Large Garden" and practised a kind of housewife's business
politics, the effects of which I did not get to feel until much
later. I put an end to it and moved away from Dresden, to
K?tzschenbroda, the outermost point of the periphery of Dresden's
suburbs.
Even before this, I had managed to finish my last novel for
M?nchmeyer. I had written five of them for him, in a time of only
four years. In regard to the later allegations in court that I
had not been working hard for M?nchmeyer, but had been lazy, just
name me an author who has coped with a larger workload and has, at
the same time, been working for other publishers as well.
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