Monday. March 26.
After Mrs. Trant had been here 10 minutes, & had gone,—B made me go with her to Colwal, where she & A & I sate with Mrs. Martin a tremendous time. Mrs. M. is a superior woman in feeling & good sense,
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I began today, the Andromache, the only one of Euripides’ plays, which I never read. Next Sunday is the 1st. of April. Most likely there will be more rain than sunshine in it, for me!—
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