Wednesday, 29 October 1873

That sow has not come to redo my dresses! The green one is on its last legs.
I dreamed of all the Miloradovitches, of Gritsia too; he was rather ugly and always wanted to be with me.
Maman is better -- much better.
It was necessary to tell Elder not to come anymore. It is a disagreeable pill; I begged Bete, who told her and asked how much we owed her. Then I come in; Bete says to her, that:
"How your pupil speeks [sic] well English," etc.
Then she says that I speak like an Englishwoman, that she, hearing me, would never say I am a foreigner, that it is very rare, etc. etc. Well, it is done, and a good thing too.
It rains, but it stops for going out. We sit for the first time since this villa has existed in the yellow drawing room, and Bete, Solominka, and I knit.
We go out (green dress, blue hat, very good). The visitors are arriving, but it does not cheer me. I saw Mme Prodgers for the first time this year; she is really much embellished. I go to fetch my hat; I put it on and go, leaving my old one behind. It is very good -- just as I wanted.
They are working at Gioia's house. [Crossed out: Poor Gioia.]
Papa, that old ass, is mad. He dares speak to me in a most insolent manner! He dares to swear -- I can bear him no longer, especially without the least provocation. He treats me like an animal, a tyrant, a peasant! I cannot endure such outrages! On arriving home I was beside myself -- I tore the button off my dress in a rage! Truly I have never been so outraged; it is the first and last time. I shall tell Maman that I will no longer endure the insolence of this man; he ill admits the honor I do him in being his granddaughter.
[Written across the page: What a fine honor, indeed!]
I have never been so enraged; I weep with anger.
We drop off this swine and go with Bete to the London House -- they have magnificent ice cream. I ordered a pair of hunting boots from Martin.

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In English in the original.
In English in the original.
In English in the original.