Saturday, July 5:
Richard is not at all well and had a bad night; but he works a little. In the afternoon, to the sitting, from there via the theater to the Bürgerreuth.
A feeling of fear, which I cannot describe, overcomes me when I see the giant scaffolding and the wide auditorium! As long as it was all just an idea inside us, I was not alarmed by its remoteness from reality, but now, taking shape in front of our eyes, it frightens me with its boldness, and it all looks to me like a grave (the Pyramids!). I keep my feelings to myself, and we eat our supper gaily in the Bürgerreuth before returning home to bed.