Chapter 13.
The 28th of December. Our wedding.
A Kugelhupf powdered with icing sugar lies on the dining room table, with a glorious accompaniment of poppy-seed and nut strudels, all baked by Frau Wiegler, Freni's mother. They were spread with harmony and symmetry on a white lace tablecloth among shimmering crystal wine glasses kindled by candles, red and blue. The company was waiting for the wedding speech to be delivered by Jacob Ziegler. He is a friend of the Wieglers. He had hoped to leave Germany but missed several opportunities because of his wife's illness. He is a philosopher, silenced since l933 as a Jew, known by the Nazis to be an exponent and a teacher of Spinoza's fundamental concept of man seeking freedom from servitude. Man possessing the sacred right of insurrection in per
