Sunday, November 27:
“Nothing is so dear to me as the room in which I bide, for near me dwells my fair neighbor side by side,” sings R. to me in the morning; then he comes in and says, “There is a melody lying in bed, a really big one, you are my melody.”
Breakfast with Richter and the Prof.; I greatly concerned: the Loire army is described as very substantial (120,000) and is reported to be well led. Prof. Nietzsche says that he and his German colleagues in Basel are extremely worried!
We take a walk with the children. Then music; in the afternoon a visit from Count B. In the evening, first act of Siegfried. Richter has received some articles exposing Perfall, which make him glad.