Tuesday, 25 November 1873

My august father has arrived. Walitsky saw him yesterday at Monte Carlo. He is with that actress Durocher. How shameful his arrival -- indeed a great scandal. And why, I should like to know, has he come? Out of spite, the spiteful venomous reptile.

^["Indeed" in English in the original.]
I ride, Dina too; she cannot ride properly and it is a bother for me, as she does not trot and cannot stay beside me, and I am obliged to be alone and ahead. There are many people and carriages.

^[In English in the original.]
My dear father walks on foot with Solominka and Paul -- that contemptible boy will be, is, the despair of the family. He does not work at all, and what is most dreadful is that he admits it with an impudence beyond compare. I haven't the time -- I was at the theatre. I wish I could not take it to heart; that boy is my despair! What a wretched creature. He will never amount to anything! I see it only too well, alas!
I mount my new saddle, which is charming. Maman wants me to speak to Papa. I passed him twice without seeing him, but, yielding to Maman, I stop the horse -- Paul holds it -- and we embrace. How ugly my father is! Stupid besides, and he is all perfumed with the wit of Poltava -- pitiful bon mots. We talk horses, saddle, as I would have talked with Gagarin or Tormosoff. He asked me whether my character si e radolcito. I am always gentle with the gentle and hard with the hard. That was my stern reply. We stay there rather a long time and everyone is watching us; at that moment I see little Woerman approaching the carriage, che era poco distante. How ugly the little manufacturer is.

^["Stern reply" in English in the original. "Si e radolcito" -- has softened -- and "che era poco distante" -- which was not far away -- in Italian in the original.]
Maman is walking with diadia; I do not know if she has seen her husband. Paul has gone mad; it is truly a pity to witness the perdition of a boy.

^[In English in the original.]
At half past four I come home to take my lesson with Manotte; for here is what happened to me this morning: I wake up and in an instant am ready; I begin studying the English lessons. But all at once I remember that I have not English but French, and at that very moment I discover that I am in my bed. I had dreamed, having fallen asleep immediately after waking. I sent Manotte away because I was an hour behind in my studies.
Bete will end by driving away everyone who comes to see us. She thinks, I believe, she is being witty by saying impertinences to all. Mme Teplakoff hardly comes any more on account of her; this very evening she drove away Tormosoff with stupid rudeness. We need an Oedipus to deliver us from this sphinx. Hitchcock is ignorant, detestable; she knows nothing. I know enough English to begin literature and study the language seriously at last. She is incapable, stupid, and boring as the elder Mme Anitchkoff's daughter. There is not a handsome man in Nice; the husband of the lady in the jacket is handsome, but rather old -- forty-five; that is a little too ripe.
Decidedly there is no one handsome but the duke. I adore him, I am mad, I shall kill myself!
Why was I not eighteen last year, and why was I not beautiful! Hamilton, you are destroying me.