Saturday, February 6:
Our married couple went to the theater with the children; the young wife was very strange to us.
At lunch some words about Glatz’s singing, a misunderstanding.
Somewhat difficult day.
In the evening a very touching letter from Doris v. Berckefeld, asking me to be godmother to her son. I accept at once.
In the evening music, Beethoven’s F Major Quartet, some things from F. Jenny.