This morning I spoke with Leon. I’m getting tired of the affair at least of my part in it. I know he is very busy etc. but if I count he must take more care, if not why not give up the whole thing. We made an appointment for the evening, so I had to give up an interesting lecture in English in the Society of Foreign Affairs. Of course he was not punctual and I went to the near cinema to have a look at the pictures and whom did I see but my former kind friend Vin. He was with two other men. As I didn’t want to meet him I used a man in uniform as a cover. Strangely enough when I met Leon it was most awkward couldn’t tell him anything I meant to so lightheartedly. I suppose it was partly on account of former incident partly on account of previous full heart, thirdly on account of his usual unpunctualness. Later however the ice broke and we parted as best friends. I’m sorry to say I couldn’t speak again of the serious problems growing at my heart his being of a different religion and there’ serious times.

Cooking quite nice. People are getting too excited about the war. All the houses are being prepared for an air raid, at least they are supposed to be. We have nothing at all, not even the sand put in the garret.

This afternoon we went to the cemetery with Cica and to the cinema afterwards. It was a Hungarian film.

I went to see Margareth in the New St. John’s Hospital. The second little son is born. I didn’t like the room, but the corridors, the entrance hall + the building on the whole is nice. It should be the other way around. She is alright, the kid just an ordinary yelling red baby. I told her there’ll be no war.

Father quite alright and coming home. Yesterday all day I tried to get Leon but my ringing was not answered. So I tried again this morning and spoke with his brother. Ha asked if he wouldn’t do and I answered, I’m afraid with too much rigour, that he wouldn’t. Well I’m sure no one would. Except Leon, which is rather old fashioned and ridiculous and if it is the real thing the only right attitude. Father came home this morning after all. International circumstances are rather serious and changing every day. War is in the air and people are getting mad at buying sugar and lard especially + food on the whole. We have nothing. But I hope it is only false alarms.

Alone all week. The operation was done this morning it is a success. According to the Drs. Father feeling well, but I felt faint this morning when I saw all the blood etc. and couldn’t bear the smell. Such a nerve reaching odour. I wasn’t feeling so ill since ages. Nearly thought I couldn’t go home, but the affaire passed like in usual cases, so in future I must remember not to let go, because it makes it only slightly worse, but passes all the same. Silly of me to have lost control in such a way. Mother unwell las week, most of the time.

Father went into Hospital again. At present they are doing examinations only but the operation is necessary. He has a lovely big room above the entrance and a new nurse. Dr. Farkas is awfully nice, little Rotterheim (?) also.

This afternoon I talked with Leon on the ‘phone. I rang him up. It really is difficult to understand the man. According to my opinion he doesn’t make me of every opportunity if getting in contact with me but if it happens, he behaves as if he did. May be men are different. He told me he was leaving at midnight for about a fortnight. He was a darling and said things which sounded most satisfactory.

According to our appointment we met with Leon this evening. It was quite difficult to get away from Marietta whom I promised to go to see, but some of her friends were there too and she knew we were awfully busy with my people coming the next day. He was a darling but it was a torment to be just walking and talking with him. At least for the time.

Today I went to confess and I didn’t like it a bit, but felt louds lighter afterwards. I really and truly resolved to keep my good resolutions this time definitely. I didn’t ring up Leon all day and thought out a marvellous cure, too. If only it should work. – Cooking started again, it was quite nice.