At ten we breakfast together, then there are the morning papers, which he likes to have read to him.

After that I go round to the Pump Room with him--odd contrast now to what it must have been when Bath was the rage.

Then we have lunch.

In the afternoon, if he is well enough, we drive; if not he sleeps, and I get a walk.

Later on an old Indian friend of his will sometimes drop in; if not he likes to be read to until dinner.