9th.--I had been to the City first, after money, about 30 shillings being my all.--Worked from one to five at _Chaucer_: White called to see it.--Came home by seven.--Found Seddon here; consulted him about my affairs. Money I _must_ have. 10th.--To town, and at the same till five: the fool, the cardinal, and the woman, giving them colour and substance. Could not manage the old woman. 18th.--Sunday; a day of rest in reality, after a week of most harrassing work. I have done nothing to-day except settle the pattern of two frames for my _Emigrants_, and my little _Turnip-Field_.... Monday I went to call on my uncle about the money I wish to raise on mortgage; found it would be attended with great difficulties; consequent discouragement. Worked (about two hours, I think) in a state of mental anguish. In despair I called in on old White; he told me to send him my duplicate of _Waiting_ and my _Saturday Night_ Virgin. Tuesday 13th.--I saw him; told him price £20 each. He abused both, but would buy neither that day. I told him about Seddon and his works, and promised to take him there the next day; which I did. Old White again abused the works, and I promised to alter _his_ little picture of _Waiting_, as the fire-light is too red. Thence to the City to see if my tailor would lend me money, which he declined. Came back dejected, and, as a last trial, sent to fetch my duplicate of _Waiting_ from old White, to see if he would keep it; he let it go. Home in despondent state.... Friday, I called on Seddon, and asked him about money-lenders; he told me his father would lend me the £50 I wanted, on security. This relieved me. I walked on into town, and met a man more to be pitied than myself--poor Papworth, son-in-law and assistant to the old scoundrel Baily,[108] whose fifth bankruptcy leaves [Papworth] for the time destitute, and with a family.... 19th.--... Saw old Seddon’s lawyer; all right. Saw my Uncle Madox, who has got the old lady to lend me the £500, which is an immense relief. I can now go to India, or continue my pictures, as may seem prudent. So to Maddox Street, and worked till five on the _Chaucer_; Gallery full of fog. King’s head, Princess’ hair and scarf, little boy with jelly. Indescribable touches to all, to improve the solidity and truth of colour.... 22nd.--... Got Seddon’s £50.... Heard that Windus[109] had bought four of my pictures from White: the cunning old rogue never told me this. I consider this may save me from going to India. I have felt hopeful again since I heard it. He has the _Wiclif_ and the sketch of ditto, the _Winandermere_, and the _Cordelia parting with her Sisters_. We shall see.