He had hardly cut the first slice of bread before there was a gentle tapping on the door, and when he said, ‘Come in’, Mrs. Schulz’s mop of curls appeared round the door. ‘Oh, Dr. Doll, would it be all right if I fetched my things now — if I’m not disturbing you?’ ‘Take them, take them!’ replied Doll. Then he remembered the angry outburst with which he had punished this woman for the sins of the housing office, and he said: ‘By the way, I’m sorry I got so worked up earlier. They gave me a really hard time down at the government offices, and my nerves were in shreds. The fact is, I’m still not well again yet.’ The words were hardly out of his mouth before he regretted them. He could sense, indeed he could positively see, how Mrs. Schulz, all meekness just a moment before, now perked up again. It had been particularly unwise to mention the ‘government offices’, because she immediately asked: ‘And what did they say down at the housing office? What did they decide about the apartment?’ ‘How the apartment will be divided up between me and Miss Gwenda’, said Doll, rather more guarded now, ‘has yet to be decided.
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