Coldish ― gray ― not raining. ― Went to church. ― To Shakespeare’s to see his φοτογραφς ((Photographs.)) ― home ― & made Αλφαϐετς ((Alphabets.)) till 2½. Then walked with F.L. & Beechey the dog ― thro’ Ποταμὸ to Govino, & all the Curcumely road ― the wild lichen & moss-covered olives so beautiful, to Afra, & so to Alipu, & to the χωρίον ((Village.)) at 6½. ― (Chimariote people on the road ― their queer lingo ― & begging ―
ἔν ὄϐολο ― νά ζήση! ((“One obol ― for life’s sake” (Lear 1988, 127).)) ― may you live!)
Dined at L.’s ― but wearied myself with talk, & when after dinner, in that cold room, he took a good cigar himself from a box at the other end, but offered me none ― & when cafe came ¾ of an hour after, I grew black & silent, & went away at 9½.
[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3. Previously published in Lear 1988, 119.]