Monday, May 3:
R. talks of a possible performance of Tannhäuser in Vienna, with Materna.
[A few words based on untranslatable wordplay omitted.]
At 12 o’clock, burial of Rus; when I told Fidi of his death, he said, “Oh, good heavens, what will his wife say when she comes?!” Fidi knew that we had ordered a mate for Rus.
At 5 o’clock we left for Vienna, a tolerable night journey; arrival at the Standhartners’ at 9.