Went to Slavia with Karl, Veronika and two of her Danish acquaintances, Ossian and Rolf. Both interesting and intelligent and good at English.
Ossian will, in later life, turn into a troll, pot-bellied, square-foreheaded, hairy-eared, sandal-wearing, affable1.
Rolf reminded me of John Updike, tall, albatrosslike, calm intelligence in light blue shirt and bleached-by-use khaki suit, this is not what he was wearing, just what he might find suitable.
Went up Petrin hill, had a meal, walked across the Charles Bridge into town. Getting frayed. Went home on my own.
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Young-Toby is learning to do a character in a sentence.