Tuesday, September 28:
The resolve to go to Vienna grows ever more difficult to mention; the decorations for the second act have arrived, looking as if they had been concocted by a bookbinder and a confectioner combined. On top of that Herr Jauner offers us Frau Wilt, known for her colossal figure, as Elisabeth. Attempts to get away from Messrs. Voltz and Batz.
Walk with R. In the evening read Parsifal, joy in the great poet; R. believes that the 'fisher king' comes from a misunderstanding of the word pecheur, and that it should really be the 'sinner king', that is to say, Amfortas.
Today we visited our good Captain Schenk, who has been victimized for the capriciousness of his lieutenant. Recently, as he was getting into bed, R. exclaimed, 'Good that we are not on the high seas!' It went like a dagger through my heart that Hans is now probably on his way.