Dull gray ―

Horribly nervous all night ― no sleep till 5 A.M. ― Causelessly wretched ― but no lack of shaking it off as far as possible. ―

Worked a little ― very little, at the small Dead Sea.

At 12 ― Miss G. & Mrs. N. came & staid a long while. I shall miss them horridly.

At 4.30 ― walked to Ascension ― most gloomy ― horrid dark, with violent South wind & threatening rain, yet no rain. A great sea all day ― from all quarters of the compass in turn.

C.E. Luard came at 7.20 to dinner: ― a pleasant evening.

Bed at 11.

Slept better.

[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3.]