Thursday, July 19:
It is raining; in the morning conversation with Countess Bassenheim; in the afternoon a drive to Tribschen in spite of the rain. It is neglected and overgrown; some French Jews are living there: “Too much for one time,” says R.
Visit from the Stockers. The sky remains gloomy, as if we were being told not to grieve that the Tribschen days are past.