[London—Tuesday, 29 May 1860]
Tuesday 29th Went to Dogmore End to the Reade’s. Charles and his nephew met us at the station and drove us about the whole day among most lovely country. He carried us to see a tiny church where some old crusaders are buried and bye and bye to Ipston [sic, for Ipsden] House where Charles was born and finally to the cottage in the woods to find a warm reception awaiting us. How I long for time to tell of the pleasant hours we passed here. They fled all too quickly and
