Saturday, May 22:
In the night set up R.’s bust, surrounded by flowers. Early in the morning Richter blew Siegfried’s call. Then the children were lined up as heralds of peace, and finally, at 10:30, the Paris quartet. R. very surprised and delighted.
In the course of the day they play the B Minor, the A Minor, and the C-sharp Minor Quartets of Beethoven. I felt only like weeping. Telegrams from the King and from Hungary. The day goes by like a dream.