Wednesday, September 25:
Still arranging things and putting them in their proper places, still no cook, obliging us to go to a hotel. The contemptuous treatment in the Sonne yesterday, because we ordered a simple meal, makes us decide on the Reichsadler, where we suffer through the people’s impudent custom of regarding one uninterruptedly through lorgnettes.
Today the remainder of R.’s library at last arrived, so we are now able to set to work on his room. R. very restless and disgruntled: he can do nothing, is still not well, and what arrives from outside is not exactly heartening, but toward me he is all love and kindness and says amid tears that he is sorry for me!
Letter from H. v. Gersdorff.