Wednesday, 19 March 1873

The weather fairly fine, the air pure as after rain, but toward five o'clock, rain.
At the promenade (blue dress) — at last I can enjoy the fine weather. I saw everyone, and I am happy for it. An hour by carriage then on foot, but the rain caught us and we took a carriage. I missed a half hour of the promenade. Who has not known thirst cannot enjoy water. It is true — before, going out was an ordinary thing, except when I went out in the time of Boreel, when it was for him I went out; I would come home sad, unhappy, and nearly crying if I had not seen him, or if I had seen him only once. And it is quite natural: I loved him very much; he was my first love, come of its own accord. Now going out is a great pleasure for me — not for someone, but for what it is, and because I was deprived of it for a few days.
I understand now what a rival is — that is not the word, for can I be her rival? I saw her dressed in black. There is something in her expression that can only belong to a woman who lacks nothing. Her head [Crossed out: lowered] tilted a little to one side, she looks at everyone as if she wished to say: I am happy, I have everything I desire, and I wonder how there can be unhappy people; I care very little for them. I am powerful — no one can resist me! It is only this conviction that can give the expression she has. She is beautiful! Oh yes! What a miserable creature I am beside her! Oh! how I am agitated when I see her. She causes me an emotion as strong as his, but of another kind. A painful emotion, which makes me see how far I am from her. I nearly blushed on seeing her. She does not suspect any of this. When I saw her pass toward her house, I thought she would be followed by him, and I was afraid of seeing him before those who were in the carriage. Where to hide my confusion? I prayed God not to see him then. Though I would even have wished it, I did not see him.
My God, how to resist seeing him, and also how to manage not to betray myself? I dare not ask You not to see him! I know nothing. I rest upon Your holy will.
But why do I think myself beneath her? I am more, because I am virtuous, and she.... But he will not appreciate that; he prefers her. He wishes to live free. But would he be bound to me? I hate her — I did not think myself capable of it. Oh! if my voice could bring him to my feet one day..! My God, help me!!!
This evening my aunt, Dina, and I at a small party at Madame Teplakoff's (blue silk dress, rather smart).
[Written across the page: They took me to evening parties at fourteen.]
There were a good many people, not very elegant — except for Nervo, no one from the other world. Hélène Howard was there; we were together the whole time, we laughed, we amused ourselves.
The Teplakoffs are very kind, they receive very well — extremely well, too much for this set. I amused myself fairly. Toward eleven o'clock we left. There was to have been a supper, but we had to go because Emile and Sophie were leaving that evening. It is sad to part. While they were there it was nothing, but once they had left, it gave me a great deal of pain — poor things! He gave her his arm; it was truly touching.