Wednesday, March 8:
A letter of the 2nd, held up in Bayreuth, reaches me today, telling me about an illness which was not considered serious. A telegram from Schuré in response to an inquiry from R. informs us that my mother was buried yesterday.
All inquiries addressed to Claire remain unanswered. I drive to the cemetery with R., making the same journey I made 16 years ago behind the coffin of my brother. The grave is well looked after. I intend to have it fenced in.