Monday, April 15:
R. works, though not yet free of his ailments. He also goes out, but he sends for the doctor, who does not seem to be alarmed. In the evening a double game of whist, my father with Bayreuth friends at one table, R., I, friend Seidl, and Lulu at the other, R. doing the teaching. It makes us laugh a lot, this comical tableau. R. joins in everything in so amiable a manner, even something as unaccustomed as this.