Pouring rain & quite as dark as in November. ― Wholly impossible to work. ― Letters from J.H.R. & others: had to write &c. &c. ― At 11 Daddy Hunt came, who looked at all my pictures & brightened me up a bit. Λορδ Πάνελα & that story. At 2, went off in a cab & pouring rain (“piove ― Signore)” ―― leaving a note & Magazine with the Musters ― & to Foords, & to W.N.’s at Gresham St. Saw Willie (as a rifleman) ― & Ralph; at 3½ to Woodberry with W.N. ― & R. Dinner, & evening, wherein I was very tired & sleepy. [Ralby] is a nice boy in all ways, apparently.

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