18 March

Terrible dream last night! I dreamt that Ernest took me to a masquerade. He was dressed as a Vampyre (!), and I was a Fairy Princess—with the most beautiful gossamer wings! I discovered that I could fly, quite cleverly, and then so could Ernest! So we flew over London and landed in a terribly dirty and smelly location, where Ernest cornered me entirely and pulled out from under his cape a snake, which bit me. I awoke feeling *most* weak and tingly. I fear I am in great danger. Weather still charming.