May 29
Have returned to London and the B.M. My first day at the M. Sat at my table in a state of awful apathy.
At least temporarily, I am quite disenchanted of Zoology. I work—God save the mark—in the Insect Room!
On the way home, purchased:—
Peroxide of hydrogen (pyorrhoea threatened). One bottle of physic (for my appalling dyspepsia).
One flask of brandy for emergencies (as my heart is intermittent again).
Prussic acid next.
Must have been near pneumonia at R⸺. Auntie was nervous, and came in during the night to see how I was.