Wednesday, 10th October

After further visits to local taverns on my own the
last two days, a mood of black suspicion overcomes me
concerning everyone I see - How could Sir Henry arrive so
freely, bringing almost nothing with him? What of Mortimer's
hidden wife? What secret hopes and hates have John and Eliza
Barrymore? Do Perkins and the scullery-maid see more than
they tell? Why is Jack Stapleton so friendly? (Why do I find
his sister Beryl so attractive?) What of old Anthony and the
maid at Merripit, or that curious cove Frankland, or the
untrustworthy postmaster and his boy?
