Friday, 30 May 1873

At eight o'clock, after the painting lesson — ah! I must say I had a famous discussion with M. Bensa. I told him I wished to study seriously, that I want to begin at the beginning, that what I am doing now teaches me nothing, that it is wasted time, that from Monday I want to start drawing again — it is not his fault if he does not make me study properly. He had believed, as he explained to me today, that before him I had taken lessons and that I had done all those eyes, mouths, noses, etc. etc. This flattered me, for the drawings they showed him were the first of my life and made by myself.
The two grey dresses have been delivered — very good. I wore the travel dress today. At two o'clock, then, we went with the Countess de Mouzay and her daughter, and de Ballore and her husband, to Père Lavigne. He is going to show us Notre-Dame.
First we were in his drawing room — he is of extreme amiability, looks gentle, calm, kind (with cat's claws beneath), even jokes. He showed us all the riches of the church — the chalices, the censers, the crosses, and the chasubles. The forms are if not necessary, at least customary, and not excessive — indeed they are necessary as art, for there are magnificent things (travel dress very good). But the chasubles, which are of extreme richness, are useless in my view. One would do better to give that money to the poor — what a scoundrel this priest is. He has such influence over the Frenchwomen that it is pitiful! He has even, through his influence, caused many rich young girls not to marry, to consecrate their lives to so-called good works, and to leave their fortune to the priest.
He is a dangerous man, for he is very eloquent. I do not wish to hear him often, for without meaning to, I should be obliged to believe what he says — and if I did not believe, I should be so stuffed with his Jesuit principles, which enter the soul like a serpent beneath flowers, that I should no longer know whom to believe or what to esteem.
I am firm enough in my beliefs, but at the age I am and with the little experience I have, one can so easily pervert my soul and destroy my faith! His words, even when not addressed to me directly, can act as a poison. I may well say I am strong, that I know a great deal, that my beliefs are firm — but all that is nothing. Later I shall see how little experience I have and how much of a child I am now, though I think myself so wise. May God preserve me.
Lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.
And these old Frenchwomen! Touch Père Lavigne on the shoulder — go to heaven; on the arm — to purgatory; on the back — to hell! May the devil take them! They are stupid. Mme de Mouzay dusted the priest's sleeve. How he knows how to extract money!