The union (he would have hated that word, of course) between Adalbert and Maria was short-lived because Maria herself was short-lived: she intentionally overdosed on opiates imported from Bucharest, leaving open a copy of Die Leiden des jungen Werthers next to her bed. This has led scholars to wonder whether there was another woman in Meingast’s life that summer, a third “one” in a tortuous love triangle Maria killed herself to escape.
This was taken the same summer of 1867. This, if I’m right, is Meingast’s friend Harald. I don’t know his last name…something Danish, ‘…sen’.
We have found a meticulously-folded note from Harald in Meingast’s diary. Some scholars claim that the note was sprinkled with a potent Castoreum-infused aqua mirabilis.
“I watched. She didn’t come down. No sign. Was there something I missed? If no, I’m so very sorry. You can find me at F’s. There will be soup. -Harald.”
This is, to say the least, cryptic. Why would Meingast keep this scrap? And why would he take such pains to fold it so neatly?