I had a blondish moment earlier: I accidentally locked my keys inside my hotel room.

Hungry for home and a husband sturdy Dorothea / Has wandered far to catch herself a man; a Männlein.

Mr. Mork played with soulful intensity (and impeccable intonation), and the interplay between him and Mr. Repin, with nicely coordinated gestures and phrasings, was enjoyable to watch. But Mr. Repin’s technical struggles were all too evident — the very opposite of sprezzatura.

Now the name of the man was Nabal; and the name of his wife Abigail: and she was a woman of good understanding, and of beautiful countenance; but the man was churlish and evil in his doings.