Mysteries Unveiled
My study sessions with Augustin resumed that Thursday afternoon, continuing as usual two days per week throughout the month of November. Augustin’s tenuous grasp on twenty-first century American English had begun to improve, for he had a knack for picking up languages without much difficulty. Once he had perfected his English, I promised him that we would move on to modern High German, which would probably seem a lot easier to him, more like another dialect. He asked me at one point what I would teach him next, after he had mastered both languages. I responded with a chuckle that if we found the time, I could teach him Bayerisch and French.
He admitted that my accent had improved, along with my knowledge of Teutonica in general, which pleased me. Soon we could focus on
