Thursday, November 3:
The French declare that, even if Paris falls, they will not conclude a peace; it shows, as R. says, that they are no longer a nation, that no section has any feelings for another, and that once again a whole country has been undermined by the spirit of the Jesuits. Thoughts of having my children converted to Protestantism, since I want to bring them up as good Christians and find it impossible to accept the Jesuit teachings.
Family lunch; Loulou’s first English lesson. Visit from a consul, who turns out, after R. spent some time talking politics with him, to be a traveler in wine. Such a thing, says R., could only happen to him. Write to my mother and to Schuré.
In the evening Richter plays us passages from Siegfried.