Tuesday, November 9:
R. slept well but is nevertheless still very tired. First of all we have a sitting for him with Gedon, who with boundless excitement is starting on a bust, then with Lenbach, who seems to be on the best way to painting a magnificent picture. R. is pleased when Jouk. joins us and draws Lenbach's attention to various things, that L. simply gets him to sit down in his place and paint, and this gives rise to all kinds of friendly jokes. Feustel with us for lunch, warmly welcomed.
In the evening an old comedy and afterward Coppélia, a French ballet which, pretty though one might call it, nevertheless puts us out of humor. It is only in the dance of the mechanical figures that the true ideal of ballet emerges.
In our evening conversation we come to Schiller and Weber and constantly have to count the young people lucky for having such poets.