Monday, 8th October

To Church at St. Michael of the Rock yesterday, to see
this strangely isolated edifice on the summit of Brent Tor.
Today, decorators have been everywhere, restoring the Hall
to its former glory, Sir Henry means to make a thorough job
of it. Does he have in mind to prepare himself a nest in
which to lay a bride? I have an equal mind to beat him to
the game, for the sense of isolation in this confounded
place weighs heavily upon my amorous spirit!
