Sunday, 1 June 1873

At church (grey batiste dress — well) — I do not much like this dress. There was hardly anyone. The Grand Duchess was at church for the first time in two months perhaps. The Tolstoys were there, the scoundrels! How she is not ashamed, after having received slaps. We took Mme Anitchkoff and went home. (At church we saw the Howard children and a few other people.)
Without waiting for breakfast, Maman went to the station — and I too, to buy cucumbers. But instead, I went to Monaco with Maman and Lefevre to persuade Georges to come to Nice. We got off at Monaco, and having taken a cab, we drove directly to the house where George lives.
A small, poor room, another beside it for the servant, and a dining room serving as a drawing room when needed — that is what we found. Anna was there. We settled in and the discussion began, but in vain: he will listen to nothing, reasons like a baby — or rather does not reason at all. After two hours of talking, shouting, proving —
I proposed to Maman that we go to the casino.
Going out, I held out my hand to Anna and she kissed it. I was very embarrassed — did not know what to do. I kissed her. Georges accompanied us a few steps. He spoke of the Prince of Monaco, of the son, of his wife — I was thinking, wanting the conversation to touch on Hamilton. But Georges confined himself to saying that he is married to a Hamilton.
We went by cab to the casino. Now one must have a personal card to enter. And when we went in, the salons were clean, swept of all the riffraff, the cocottes, etc. etc. One felt as in a respectable drawing room — one felt at ease. But it is a little monotonous. With those people it was more lively, and I preferred Monaco then. A gambling house must be a gambling house, and nothing more! Now it is too genteel — but it pleases me better; it is noble. Maman won about three hundred francs, and I thirty.
Solominka and Walitsky are here. The latter has been trying to persuade Georges since ten o'clock.
We returned without result but not without hope. From the station Maman went to the lawyer Malausséna about her case, for in the speech of the Tolstoys' lawyer she was named.
My aunt is better and soon, I hope, we go to Vienna. Oh! my God, help me in this — let me go to Vienna!

Notes

In English in the original.