Friday, October 6:
Picked up lessons with the children again; they have forgotten quite a bit! In the afternoon, a very lovely donkey ride to the Deserto. R. and I admit to each other that all our delight lies in the delight of the children; up above, a good Franciscan, splendid, most wretched kind. Merry ride home, my donkey called Fantasia! The driver promises it macaron tutto formaggio to liven it up.
In the margin: "Walk to the ravines."
At home the news that M. Tribert has deposited my 40,000 francs with the lawyer.