Tuesday, May 20:
I am considerably indisposed; did not sleep a wink all night, and Franziska is confined to her bed. Arrival of young Brandt; discussions at the Ritters’ over the arrangement of the orchestra; not enough room. The boldness of my suggestions horrifies the amateur management. Wilhelmj cannot come; he has not been able to assemble a quartet. Difficulties of all kinds. I am rather tired.
In the evening we read Fallmerayer’s preface to his book on the island of Morea.