Dark, cheerless weather but growing milder. My work was so well advanced that I got through in season to attend the coin sale of an hour or more. The number of buyers reduced relatively to the dealers. And the sale was all their own way. I purchased only what I wanted and came away. My rule is not to expend beyond a certain sum at every sale. But I am inclined to think the best bargains are made in the least pretentious sales. Got home by four o’clock and despatched all my letters including my secret papers. Mr Russell has not brought me his revise in season for this steamer. I got a note from him appointing his day for Tuesday. Evening again quiet. We did not go to Lady Russell’s Charles got home from Oxford at eleven tonight.