Thursday, April 15:
In the morning a letter from Hans for Loulou. I again had to weep. R. came, and said it looked as if I would not after all be able to bear my lot.
In the garden then, teaching the children in sultry weather. In the afternoon a long visit by Countess Bassenheim, whom I introduce to R. and who deports herself very well.
Learned much from her about conditions in Bavaria: the pitiable character of King Max, who was afraid of the mayor, and appointments as gentlemen in waiting to be had for 300 florins. R. looked curiously dignified and respectable during the conversation.
In the evening with the children again, then together with R. read with much interest some letters of Frederick the Great to d’Argens. A great gale has arisen; it looks as if our spring has ended.