awfully nice too. But I like Frau Doktor M. best of all. I'm _not_ going
to invite Berta Franke because of the way she laughed yesterday, and
besides Mother doesn't like having strange girls to the house. November
2nd. I don't know all about things yet. Hella knows a lot more. We said
we were going to go over our natural history lesson together and we went
in to the drawing-room, and there she told me a lot more. Then Mali,
our new servant, came in, and she told us something horrid. Resi is in a
hospital because she's ill. Mali told us that all the Jews when they
are quite little have to go through a very dangerous operation; it hurts
frightfully and that's why they are so cruel. It's done so that they can
have more children; but only little boys, not little girls. It's horrid,
and I should not like to marry a Jew. Then we asked Mali whether it is
true that it hurts so frightfully and she laughed and said: It can't be
so bad as all that, for if it were you wouldn't find everyone doing it.
Then Hella asked her: But have you done it already, you haven't got a
husband? She said: Go on, Miss! One mustn't ask such questions it's not
ladylike. We were in an awful funk, and begged her not to tell Mother.
She promised not to.

November 5th. Everything has come out through that stupid waist band.
Yesterday when I was tidying my drawers Mali came in to make the beds
and saw my fringed waistband. "I say, she said, that is pretty!" You
can have it if you like, I said, for I've given up wearing it. At dinner
yesterday I noticed that Mother was looking at Mali and I blushed
all over. After dinner Mother said, Gretel, did you give Mali that
waistband? Yes, I said, she asked me for it. She came in at that moment
to clear away and said: "No, I never asked for it, Fraulein Grete gave
it to me herself." I don't know what happened after that, I'd gone back
to my room when Mother came in and said: A fine lot of satisfaction one
gets out of one's children. Mali has told me the sort of things you and