Was bilious all night, but in spite of it got up early and had a few games of croquet. Mám has forbidden me to touch my books, and though I am sure I could prevail on her by begging, I think I will leave them till I go to Bantry, which will be, as arranged, on Tuesday next. After breakfast walked to cove but as tide was out, we could have no swim on account of the rocks. Was pretty sickly all day, and had scarcely any meals. Didn’t I forget my diary, so I have to scribble down a few points about what happened every day, and write the whole thing when I come back. Had another swim by myself after dinner. We had more croquet after tea, and then we went for a ramble. I took Miss O’Brien’s room and she mine, as the night before she had a mouse scratching near her bed, and could not sleep
