Saturday June 25th.
Bummy said at breakfast, that driving to Malvern always seems to do me good. I hope they will try that panacea upon me again soon—
Read Æschylus—the part I read yesterday,—& wrote down all that I cd. remember of Mr. Boyd’s sayings upon it. Heard the boys read Greek as usual; & examined them in τυπτω not as usual. That they shd. know no more of the verbs than they do, is my disgrace not theirs.
Dined at one. No going out on account of the rain. On opening my drawer I saw the ms of Thoughts versus Words, & a Thought struck me that I wd. address & send it to Mr. Boyd.[1] Bummy came into the room while I was writing, & I showed it to her. She seemed amused & pleased—I hope somebody else will be in statu illo. I wanted to finish the transcription before Sunday morning came, therefore I finished in the drawing room, while they were reading the paper loud out. On the last page I have written a few lines from myself unallegorically to Mr. Boyd. Will he answer them? How long ago is it since he answered a letter of mine?—
No letter from Papa or anybody. If there had been good news, wd. he not have sent it?
A note of enquiry from Mrs. Martin. I answered the enquiry.
1. E.B.B.’s letter is printed in BC, 2, 315–319.
