A- was wrong last Sunday I think it was but got right again in twenty-four hours. Wrong this evening, lay on the sofa crying and would not read French and went to bed – was smiling before and at dinner but annoyed, I suppose, at my reading the journal from Constantinople. What an uncertain, uncomfortable temper!

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