wading through correspondence during the journey to Steelhead.

filed copies of her unpublished monographs with the solicitors, in lieu of an "in" at the Oxbridge archives, just in case we do not return.

finished packing. Only three arguments with Miss Nan about *suitable* expedition wear, much to my relief.

to get moving, as the meeting is soon.

a new umbrella.

finished another monograph, but without peer review, it is unlikely to be published. I shall file it away with the others.

the rain clears up enough to make the caramel apples for this evening.

muddle-headed and realizes she has been reading the Professors' notes for six hours since supper.

she had more of Lady Rowbottom's social graces, but will settle for being a serious scholar.

her notes on the Professor's theories on lost city of Ligniplies. I wonder if it were not an allegorical myth after all.