Very cold ― & foggy early: finer afterwards.
Breakfast at 7.30. Walked to Haymarket ― cab to Waterloo. At Leatherhead ― cold! ― by 10. (There I saw Harrie Farquhar ― & we had a moan about poor dear G. Clive.) Walked to Ellens.
Long talk with her about plans of house, ― Boswell &c. &c. And at 12.30 wished her good-bye, poor thing.
Walked to Ashtead: ever lovely the trees & glades. Mrs. Howard & Miss Paget, ― good as they are the atmosphere if tiny groovy fashion is always irritation gto me, especially after such plain saness as Ellens. Mrs. H.’s room ― & Miss Paget’s: ― & lunch; a Mr. Lucas there, her solicitor. ― Alack! ― do I not remember how weary I used to be at Levens & Elfrid ― 27 years ago? in the days when Mrs. Cavendish ― “are your servants eating now Mrs. Howard ――?” ―― & others.
Yet Mrs. H. is as fine & beautiful an example of a real absolutely good & kind old English Lady as can be found.
She sent me to the rail at 2.30. “quite a charity to employ these ponies!” ――
London by 4. Stratford Pl.: ― a consultation has been held on poor Bright Smith ― but they say he will recover. Then I walked to Fairbairns ― out: a gt. crowd in the park ― last shilling day of the exhibition.
I, cross & sad: & half resolved to pack & go. Home by 5 or 6 ―: & had some tea.
Bed at 8. My “Aunt Knight” died ― 10 days ago. Aet. 93 ― & some months.
[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3. Image.]