Saturday, 11 May 1861
Pouring rain till 12 ― damp, hot, & showery, after.
What weather.
At 9.30 came Foord’s men, who placed the Cedars back in the room, Beirût below on the same side, & Pentedatilo above, so a world of space is left. ―― Then I sent off my piano, not a whole month in hire, ― but the deadliest necessity of using it is over, & it is out of tune.
Arranged various drawers &c. ― & made a tracing & an outline of the Cedars for E. Clive’s drawing. The Crakes called & asked me to dine.
So at 6 cab there.
Evening tolerably pleasant. ― Mrs. C. has many solid good points, wh. do not appear always.
The good dear old Gentleman fades, but brightly=slowly. Edward is a good man & son. ―
Walked home by 11. Pumping ship in Hyde Park St. ― I saw with horror ― “Any person &c.” written above one: but with far more horror a policeman close by. Ἀλλὰ, δὲν εμπωροῦσα νὰ λείψω,1 ― & the sagacious policeman did not molest me.
[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3.]
- But, I could not leave (NB). [↩]