Sunday, August 10:
R. finishes his letter to the King.
Family lunch, as now every day since our holidays. Then to the new house, where we put the pavilion to its first use.
A young businessman from St. Gallen, with cork factories in Catalonia, introduces himself to us as a Knight of the Holy Grail that is what a branch society in Munich is calling itself. He pleases us with his natural manner and openness, whereas the good Dr. Br^e, who turns out to be a Jew, proves tiresome with his self-conscious emotionalism and lack of humor.