Saturday, 12 September 1874

We left London at twenty past four, I with all imaginable regrets. And at six o’clock we arrived at Canterbury. In the street we meet Mrs Howard; she recognises us. In great haste We jump from the carriage before the house already; Mrs Howard, who was on foot, comes running, and then all the children. Lise has become pretty -- prettier than her sister, who loses a great deal in her presence.
Lise is good, sincere and kind; everything I shall say will be principally about Helene -- she does nothing but repeat.
Naturally they ask why I am pale.
They give us very good rooms, very comfortable. So much for the arrival.