And even if it be Heaven's will that this too should be impossible, still he is not to grieve overmuch.

He is provided for by an iron chest.

When I am dead, he will find the key in my waistcoat pocket.

And so I greet him with my whole heart.

As soon as he can travel, he must come to me; all the more, as I can no longer tell him in writing that I am his true and loving father, Johann Sturm.'" Anton gave the letter to the invalid.
"It is just like him," said Karl, between smiles and tears; "in his first sorrow he has imagined that he can no longer write to me, because I have hurt my hand.