Was late for church, but it isn’t obligatory today. Father went to see Martha so I had to be at home in the morning. Made a little order on the shelf in my cupboard. Meant to do the drawer in the drawing room. Cinema again. Countess Walewska. Quite alright. – A funny young girl spoke to me on the street yesterday when I went for a walk to the cemetery. She was carrying a packet and was awfully shamed of it. What a naïve creature. It was most amusing. She looked disappointed when I parted at the East Station. – It is funny how people like talking to me. Seems they feel instinctively that I’m the discreet but understanding sort. I wonder if I would find someone to talk to if I would needed it.