Monday, November 22:
R. still has many observations to make, technical procedures, lighting, etc., to go into.
He returns in the afternoon very ill-humored; the costumier had told him that Princess Hohenlohe had sent a message inquiring whether Venus’s costume would be à la Offenbach; he asks me to write to the Princess about it, which I do. At half past six the performance of Tannhäuser is good beyond all expectations; nothing quite as R. really intended it, but very full of life throughout. R. often has to take a bow from his box, and at the end he appears on stage with the singers, something which always arouses feelings of embarrassment in me.