"Good-bye," I repeated.
She went on reading her novel in silence while I got as far as the door—very upset.
"Au revoir."
No answer.
"Oh," said I, and went out of the room leaving my lady for good and all and I'm not sorry.
In the passage met Miss ——. "What?" she said, "going already?"
"Farewell," I said sepulchrally. "A very tragic farewell," which left her wondering.
June 29.
At the Albert Hall
Went with R—— to the Albert Hall to the Empress of Ireland Memorial Concert with massed bands. We heard the Symphonie Pathétique, Chopin's Funeral March, Trauermarsch from Götterdammerung, the Ride of the Valkyries and a solemn melody from Bach.