On the 8th of April the Easter holidays will begin and we shall go on
the 11th, on Maundy Thursday.

April 6th. I don't know what to do about writing my diary. I don't want
to take it with me and as for remembering everything and writing it down
afterwards I know quite well I should never do that. Hella says I should
only jot it down in outline, that's what Frau Doktor M. always says, and
write it out properly after I come back from Hainfeld. That's what she
does. They are going to the Brioni Islands. I've never seen the sea.
Hella says there's nothing so wonderful about it. She's been there four
times. Anyway she does not think so much of it as most people do. So it
can't be anything so frightfully grand. Rather stupid I dare say.

April 12th. We got here yesterday. Ada is a darling but the two boys
are awfully vulgar. Ernstl said to Ada: I shall give you a smack on the
a---- if you don't give me my pistol directly. Ada is as tall as her
mother. Their speech is rather countrified Even the doctor's. He drinks
a frightful lot of beer; quarts I believe.

April 14th. Father came to-day. He's awfully fond of the doctor. They
kissed one another. It did make me laugh. In the morning we were in
the forest; but there are no violets yet, only a few snowdrops, but a
tremendous lot of hellebores quite red.

April 15th. We got up at 4 yesterday morning. We did not go into the
church for Mother was afraid that the smell of incense and boots would
make Dora feel bad. What rot! It was lovely. This afternoon we are going
to Ramsau, it's lovely there.