Wednesday, 4 February 1874

For two days poor Nadia has been ill, and the prin-
cess does not come.
I begged Maman to stay; we go to take to Simone my poor blue bodice, which is not yet fixed -- Gouin has done nothing to it.
We go to Mme Howard's; I stay in the study with the children. It is a sort of serious visit -- it has been a long time since I was at theirs and they at mine. Lise, that open, frank, loving nature, threw her arms about my neck. Helene is in the drawing room; she comes down to bring me up (blue dress, blue hat, good). There were some people I do not know. A gentleman asked me what had become of the great dog that always followed me -- he had noticed it as far back as Paris. Lucarini knows him too, Prater. I did not know Prater was so well known; he is admired. I was very pleasing; I have smooth, simple manners beside Helene. I go back downstairs again; Count Markoff and Prince Gagarin and M. Tormosoff open the door.
-- And may we?
-- See, I am quite small, said Gagarin, stooping down. The count walked on Jonnie's stilts; on leaving, their hands crossed several times -- a sign of a marriage. I suspect Markoff and Helene. Helene is no longer as tender, which means that a feeling other than friendship... that... well, it does not matter.
I meet M. Filimonoff as he was leaving; he repeats once more that we must not forget to come dress the bride at two o'clock precisely on Wednesday. He is charming.
Paul will put the shoes on the bride, as she has no brother.
What a week! This evening Loge, tomorrow Nagornoff. Saturday: Hernani by Mme Vigier. Tuesday a comedy at the Howards' (I thought we would not be invited) and Wednesday the Filimonoff wedding. Ouf!
I was at the oriental shop, thinking to find a blue cashmere cloak for the evening, but alas! Maman was late for the five o'clock train; she goes at seven.
I do not go to Loge's. I am going to give a final touch to the outfits of Machenka, Dina, and even Paul. I found Machenka badly dressed; I opened her bodice in a heart shape, added a Chantilly lace fichu, a brooch, a medallion, a flower to match the mauve dress, a bow, and in ten minutes
she was transformed in the same dress. Paul was missing a button on his shirt; I attached in its place a morning glory and a green leaf -- very original.
I received from Worth a very pretty sample, which I chose at first glance for my travel outfit.
At dinner Paul told us that Gioia's son is at Wash's. They asked him his name; he replied that he did not know it. Papa said something about Hamilton; I blushed as I have not in a long time, and I felt Maman's eyes turn to my face, which increased and prolonged the blushing. No, I have not stopped blushing!