Monday, 24 February 1862
Gray all day: spitty rain at times.
Painted inertly & ill at Jánina.
― Always the fussy waiting for Post, bothers. But it didn’t come. ― ‘Fort’ came at 2, & said he & Mrs. F. were coming to see pictures: but they didn’t. Meanwhile, at 3 ― what was far far better ― Geoff did come. ― That child is a trumpy=brick. ― We two walked out, to Alipù. ― He is telegraphed to go on March 1 to [], ― & would I could go too! ――
But, δὲν εἶναι δύνατον.1
How we talked. I perhaps ― πάρα πολὺ.2
We met the Prince who, riding with 3: ― after he passed, we heard ― (as they trotted on,)
Lear? ― “Yes Sir Lear.” ― “O ― I saw him at Rome” ―. ―― a very facile & expedite explanation. ―
At 6 ― when I returned, Craven asked me upstairs to dine: ― bother: I said ― No. ―
So I dined alone.
A letter from W. Nevill came ― very incoherent, & odd I fear. ―
Bed at 10.30.
Much sharp pain today ― in the old sprain: I do not know why.
X7
[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3.]