Wednesday, June 29:
R. had a good night, but the bad weather keeps us from having breakfast in the garden. Around lunchtime he comes to me in a state of some excitement: "Here's a nice letter." "Something bad?" "Oh, you'll see." I read it, am at first astonished, but then join in R.'s lively merriment. But when the letter is shown to the poor conductor, he cannot master his feelings; it seems that such instances of baseness are something new to him.
Marianne Brandt comes; R. offers her the role of Kundry. Then R. and I take Siegfried to the headmaster of the technical college for gymnastic lessons.
In the evening some things from Tristan and Götterdämmerung; R. is not very pleased with them, and is in a mood of melancholy about everything concerning his works.