Chapter 25 of 69 · 50 words · ~1 min read

I.

Whene’er with haggard eyes I view This dungeon that I’m rotting in, I think of those companions true Who studied with me at the U- -niversity of Gottingen―― -niversity of Gottingen.

(_Weeps, and pulls out a blue kerchief, with which he wipes his eyes; gazing tenderly at it, he proceeds_――