Wednesday, July 6:
I tell R. in the palace pavilion that I dreamed Jouk. took his departure, Loldi ill at the same time, whereupon R.: “He seems to me like a living departure,” an expression I find curious.
R. works. I go to meet our friend Countess Schleinitz, who is charming and amiable and spends the day with us. We go for a walk in the palace gardens, and to end with, R., at my request, reads to us the first act of El médico de su honra, since Mimi told me that up till now she has been unable to take an interest in Calderón.