Wednesday, May 14:
R. had a restful night and is looking well; we talk about our silver wedding anniversary, which we hope to celebrate! In the afternoon we immerse ourselves in memories, Hans, the departure from Zurich, how for a long time there had to be silence between us, a deep, subconscious silence based on fear!
Departure of our Frenchman, who after all appears not to be entirely free from the limitations of his native land. R. takes him for a little walk in the palace gardens, and I then find R. sitting in the summerhouse. A lovely afternoon hour, the two dogs at our feet, and we feeling content! ...
In the evening we read Carlyle’s history of the Abbey of St. Edmundsbury; very gripping. R. very taken with King Henry II (in his judgment on the newly elected Abbot Samson). He is also highly amused by the monks’ Latin. A pleasant and lovely day, on which I was permitted to occupy myself solely with the 22nd and be alone with him.