Wednesday, 9 July 1873
It has been three days since I last wrote my diary; I shall try to remember Wednesday. I no longer know — nothing extraordinary; in the evening with the Anitchkoffs at Rumpelmayer's. We are going to Vienna on Saturday. I am happy, but Maman is staying behind, and that is vexing. There is no pleasure without pain. That is a great truth.
Il y a trois jours que je n'ecris plus mon journal, je vais tacher de me rappeler mercredi. Je ne sais plus, rien d'extraordinaire; le soir avec les Anitchkoff chez Rumpelmayer. Nous allons a Vienne samedi. Je suis heureuse, mais maman reste et c'est ennuyeux, il n'y a point de plaisir sans peine. C'est une grande verite.