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October 8

Heard a knock at the door last night, and, thinking it was R⁠⸺, I unbolted it and let in a tramp who at once asked God to bless me and crown all my sorrow with joy. An amiable fellow to be sure⁠—so I gave him some coppers and he at once repeated with wonderful fervour, “God bless you, sir.”

“I wish He would,” I answered, “I have a horrible cold.”

“Ah, I know, I gets it myself and the hinfluenza⁠—have you had that, sir?”

In ten minutes I should have told him all my personal history. But he was thirsting for a drink and went off quickly and left me with my heart unburdened. London is a lonely place.

Today journeyed to ⸻ where I gave evidence as an expert in Economic Entomology at the County Court in a case concerning damage to furniture by mites for which I am paid £8 8s. fee and expenses and travelled first class. What irony!