Tuesday, 24 February 1874

I go out with Machenka (brown dress, brown hat -- good).
It rained at eight in the morning and the air is pure and fresh. The heavenly body which etc. does not show itself too much and I go out with pleasure. For two or three days there has been some talk of buying a villa; today, when I asked Auguste where he had left Maman, my aunt, Walitsky and Stiopa, he told me in the Rue de la Prefecture; I understood -- at Desforges’s.
I was very surprised to see Boreel; he was driving with Emile d’Audiffret in a carriage, behind us. He has become ugly.
When I saw him coming I said:
-- Dina, look who’s coming! There he comes -- if only I wouldn’t blush!
I said it sincerely, and I blushed -- but by the time they drew close enough to see, my blush had passed, never to return.
in the margin
That is to say, I wished to hide nothing by those words and felt nothing but the fear of blushing.
I am angry with myself for my mad conduct towards him last year. He no doubt noticed. Bah! It is past. But he has become ugly. There was a time when he pleased me very much. He has not the air of a man of distinction, of a grand seigneur. There was a time when I did not know what that was. He is simply a young man of pleasing exterior and limited mind. How could I have compared him to the god Hamilton?! How could the madness of so impossible a comparison have entered my head? It is like gold a diamond and a pebble.
I go home for my Latin; at the gate I meet Maman etc. -- part of the Villa Carlone has been bought, with a house and a pavilion that I shall inhabit alone. Everyone is very pleased. At six o’clock I come down; the princess tells me they have gone out again and that they wish to cede one of the plots on the Promenade. One alone seemed a trifle to me, and for fear they might do something without me wrong, I call Machenka, put on my hat and we run through the Petite Saint-Etienne; I stop a carriage and we fly to the Villa Carlone. We find them with difficulty. I examine the land myself and find that the plot can be ceded, for without it the terrain would have this shape: Prom. des Anglais
Editors’ note
[Ed. note: a sketch of the plot of land, drawn by Marie in the diary, appeared here.]
Petit rectangle tracé à la plume : la forme du terrain sans le lot cédé
Croquis du terrain de la villa Carlone Mon Journal, t. 3 (fac-similé) — tome03.docx image 4 (après ¶1096)
Deux rectangles accolés tracés à la plume, un trait oblique dans celui de droite : la forme du terrain avec le lot
Second croquis du terrain : avec le lot Mon Journal, t. 3, p. 86 (fac-similé) — tome03.docx image 5
and with it, this one: Prom. des Anglais. I see Biasini.
For the building works one must apply to me. At your service, Mademoiselle. He shows me everything and we discuss how best to proceed, building a large dining room and a drawing room on the first floor. The house is unfurnished, but the ceilings, the wallpapers, the doors, the fireplaces and the windows are very well-kept, very new, very rich and very fine. From there we go to Desforges’s, where my aunt pays over the first eighteen thousand francs.
The whole costs two hundred and eighteen thousand francs.
In the evening we have M. and Mme Balagny and Mme Salneuve and M. Tormosoff.

Notes

Written in Russian in the manuscript; French translation by the editor. ↩
Written in Russian in the manuscript; French translation by the editor. ↩