Monday, October 4:
Recently R. read Parsifal to me while I was still lying in bed; he said we must make good use of the morning, since the day would bring nothing but disaster. And indeed he receives today a letter from friend Feustel, telling him that the treasury stipulations make the aid provided downright illusory; in consequence of this, R. decides to approach the Emperor, but first I am to inquire of Mimi.
In the evening Goethe's Annals; an enviable person in every way.