R. goes on writing, and I work with the children. A walk in the afternoon; the whole countryside completely parched.
It is reported in the newspaper that the King is only waiting for the performances in Bayreuth before setting up a regency and going on a journey to India. Strangely enough, this news coincides with the King’s request to R. to tell him exactly to the day when the performances will take place. —
In the evening Anabasis, with great enchantment—it is as if one were looking into a purer air. R. praises its naivete, its utter lack of a striving for effect. How stilted and colourless are our present historians in comparison! —