July 29, 1554

I had the same feeling once more today. I have been thinking hard. Is it my imagination? Feelings, sensations like this are so slippery and yet they can drive you mad. I do not know how anyone could gain access to my apartments. Janet Sinclair has a receiving chamber just outside the apartments. She can see everyone who goes by. Minette, my chambermaid, is the only one with free entry, and she is about most of the time. When she is not tending to me directly, she is tending to my wardrobe, either sewing on buttons or making alterations. The dogs yap at the slightest intrusion, especially Thimble, who has somewhat of a nervous temperament.