Saturday, 7 March 1874

All this week I have missed several lessons, always because of this Ravel which is being repaired.
Today at last I had it. We ran thirty-six errands with Machenka.
The English teacher came this morning; the first lesson is on Monday.
At three o'clock I go to 55, but Biasini who was supposed to be there came only at four when I had already left, having Brunet at a quarter past four.
Le Bec, after a long absence, has appeared again at the Promenade, but alone with the mother.
Papa and my aunt join us at 55 and we all leave together -- I, my aunt, Papa, Paul, Machenka and Stiopa. Machenka between me and my aunt.
I went to Simone's, but she was out; it is really tiresome how she makes one wait! I am very impatient and gave her seamstresses a good talking-to. I want my grey dress and this woman does not come!
In the evening we play, then I read, so that I do not go to bed until one o'clock.
They made me blush about Lambertye; they tease a little -- not me, but because he looks. I am bored when I go out if I do not see his face; he amuses me.
I have made a little plan for the new constructions. How many discussions on account of these constructions, the furniture, the garden!