Monday, 21 April 1873

Grey and cool, dreary. All through Holy Week I was neither going to bed nor getting up at regular hours; today is the first day.
I took a sea bath, then went out with Maman (ecru tunic, new hat, good). When I put on the hat Maman said:
— Ah! the Duchess of Westminster!
They said that hat was charming, and I myself find the same — it gives one such a noble, graceful, elegant air.
Say what you will, dress makes an enormous difference. I, with two little braids, a Nice-made hat, a grey light wool dress; and I with my hair up, well coiffed, a Parisian dress and that hat — they are two different things.
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Our reception day. A quantity of people came, even Mme Patton — in a word, all the Russians we know, and foreigners.
I am so extraordinarily sad! At the promenade (blue and grey dress, good), almost no one. It is not the absence of people that makes me sad — I do not know what it is, but I cannot settle anywhere; I am utterly unhappy, and without cause. Could it be a presentiment? Oh! my God, save me! Spare me misfortune! Keep misfortune from me! Restore my cheerfulness — I am so unhappy like this.
Mme Prodgers has left.
I no longer wish to stay in Nice. It is a place for gamblers and bad women. It is not fitting that I should go into society here. I am not there yet, of course, but time passes so quickly! There will be no time to look back before I find myself a grown young lady. Naples is where I would like to live. It is a large city by the sea, with splendid views and promenades. Foreigners come in crowds. He often goes there. Society is respectable; I could frequent it without harm and find a good match to marry... and what of him? But if he will not have me, he will have to! Yet even for him, Naples is better — he is there without her. Nice, Baden and so on are places where it does not suit me to live.
What becomes of the young ladies here? They do several seasons, have little affairs with young men, and go away aged and faded. I grant you, these places are pleasant for married women. I, for instance, would have come to Nice as a married woman — but for young girls, no.
Oh! but why am I so sad? My God, sustain me! Help me! If only I could see him for one minute, from afar!