Sunday, December 20:
Went to bed with feelings of sadness and woke up with the same. Fidi, my little night companion.
Went to church. Alas, if only the parson were an actor! . . . Count Arnim sentenced to two months’ imprisonment.
Two telegrams from R.! I had given his manservant my photograph and a little poem to take along; they were to be placed on his table in the evening. He was very pleased! . . .