Friday, July 14:
I inform R. of my wretched condition; he is good and angelic as always. Letters from Dr. Kafka, who wants to look after our undertaking in Vienna, and from the King, very friendly as always. Letter from Claire: my mother is still ill.
With Loulou to Frau Schott, who visits us again in the evening. R. plays his first scene to me, wonderful. Letter from Richter, which does not please us.