Spring: -I- -II- -III-
The Stamp Album: -IV- -V- -VI- -VII- -VIII- -IX- -X- -XI- -XII-
In the Municipal Park: -XIII- -XIV- (XV) -XVI-
Springtime Twilight: -XVII-
The Villa: -XVIII- -XIX- -XX- -XXI- -XXII- -XXIII- -XXIV- -XXV- -XXVI- -XXVII-
Bianka’s Lineage: -XXVIII- -XXIX- -XXX- -XXXI- -XXXII- -XXXIII-
Hiatus: -XXXIV- -XXXV- -XXXVI- -XXXVII-
Finale: -XXXVIII- -XXXIX- -XL-
XV
I HAVE been engrossed in Rudolf’s stamp album again today. What a wonderful study! That text is of full references, allusions and hints, full of ambiguous flickering. But all the lines converge in Bianka. Such thrilling suppositions! My suspicion runs from crisscross to crisscross as if along a fuse, charmed away with luminous hope, more and more bedazzled. Oh, how I suffer as my heart contracts at the mysteries I foresee.
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