Wednesday, June 23:
R. had a very bad night; too many worries, and on top of that bad news of my father! ... Since the worry is almost more than I can bear, I send a telegram and am told that things are improving. In the afternoon R. tries out the desks! The custodian is demanding 600 florins a month for a rented apartment, a great worry about this problem, shared by nobody else here.
In the evening Prof. Doepler with sketches of the costumes; much in them very fine.