Thursday, June 3:
R. cheerful and playful; he says he talks nonsense to me in order not to become ecstatic. Drive into town with R. and Malwida in great heat, but R. is happy with the warmth; he gets out at the Municipio, I go on to the Conservatoire for a performance by the pupils.
The children in Pompeii (Richard says it could just as well be named Cneius). Late return, the daily routine upset in consequence and R. not well.