Tuesday, 25 February 1873

Very fine weather. We went out in the carriage with iron masks and very pretty white oriental cloaks, with an enormous quantity of bouquets. We made the rounds five or six times, following the endless line of carriages. Today there were even more people. They threw us a quantity of small and large bouquets. On the grandstand at the Place de la Prefecture stood nearly all of society; they threw us large bouquets. All the people we know by sight smiled at us and showered us with flowers. A young man with four horses and postilions presented me, through his servant, with a cone of sweets and a bouquet.
I threw bouquets and confetti for the sheer pleasure of it, only at the crowd. The cavalcade passed us at a gallop. Boreel was the same as on Sunday; I threw bouquets at him — with one hand he held his horse, with the other he hastened to catch my bouquets (at a gallop). He was looking at me. [One line crossed out.] After two rounds the cavalcade divided — the respectable ones left, the disreputable ones remaining. I had an enormous amount of fun. I threw flowers to all of society — they almost spoke to me.
Then home around six o'clock. Only one regret remains — that it is over. Ah! no, there is a greater one, an enormous one — that the Duke of Hamilton did not take part. Gioia was not there either.
(Boreel, through the gaiety of the carnival, galloping, was looking at me when I threw him the bouquets; his gaze was so kind, so kind, that truly one cannot help but love him.) [Crossed out: he was even moved. Oh! no, that is my imagination.]
With what eagerness he gathered up the bouquets I threw him. This gave me great pleasure.
Today was a day very well spent. In the carriage we were: Maman, Sophie, Dina and myself; Baron Bach for part of the time, then Tarnakoff, but he not for long.
We drove around the whole town. Despite all the arguments I presented, saying that it is very improper to take Dina to see "La Belle Helene," she went this evening.