Instead of going to her at once he busied himself in making a few observations and in putting in order certain of his instruments and appliances.

Then at last he went and found Unorna.

She was walking up and down among the plants and he saw at a glance that something had happened.

Indeed the few words spoken by the Wanderer had suggested to him the possibility of a crisis, and he had purposely lingered in the inner apartment, in order to give her time to recover her self-possession.

She started slightly when he entered, and her brows contracted, but she immediately guessed from his expression that he was not in one of his aggressive moods.
"I have just rectified a mistake which might have had rather serious consequences," he said, stopping before her and speaking earnestly and quietly.
"A mistake ?" "We remembered everything, except that our wandering friend and Kafka were very likely to meet, and that Kafka would in all probability refer to his delightful journey to the south in my company." "That is true!" exclaimed Unorna with an anxious glance.