Sunday, 8 March 1874

Maman etc. are at Monaco.
Having been too late for church, I go for a turn with Dina. I so love going out in the morning when there are only respectable people. I adore violets at this moment and always carry a bouquet of these flowers. There are too many people; all Nice is outdoors, but little fashionable society. Woerman greeted me and I thought I replied, but Dina assures me I did not return the greeting. So much the better; the ways of this madman do not please me.
The Comte de Lambertye no longer looks at me, and so much the better. Only two days ago he turned with his smile; today he had the air of not recognizing me. I am curious why. But I am pleased, for he had the air of mocking. He went to Wittgenstein's and came out with him. Wittgenstein is handsome; I was caught off guard -- I was preparing the usual cold expression to endure the little one's looks, and he did not look at me. I felt ill at ease.
We went (brown dress, black hat -- good) to take our places at the concert -- I, Dina and Machenka. I was waiting for Wittgenstein and Lambertye, but all at once I saw pass, on the side where the London House is, Wittgenstein alone in a cab -- not alone, but with a magnificent dog. Lambertye passed on foot towards the Vigier's landau.
We walked too long on the Promenade; we go to Rumpelmayer's, then back to the Promenade under the pretext of looking for Papa. There were fewer people; the heavenly body that gives light etc. burned less and I was more at ease.
We begin to grow animated on the subject of a wager between me and Dina. I offer her two thousand francs to approach Lambertye and say to him: -- Monsieur le comte, the affectionate insistence with which you look at my cousin inspires my pity. I have the honour of greeting you, Monsieur le comte. --
[In the margin: This phrase is borrowed from the madman who writes letters to the parents of young girls etc.]
She accepts; we were all three very excited. But I never believed she would say such a thing.
We amused ourselves playing at comedy. For no one believed she would say such a madness. As for me, for an extravagance of this kind I would give not only two thousand francs but everything in the world. I am mad for these follies; I should be the most rabid and extravagant female gambler. Dina made me laugh without end. We go home and the same subject is continued at my house, with the addition of a wager that she would go and offer a bonbon to Audiffret in the middle of the Promenade, and give the little one -- my Charles -- a new top hat to replace the one I so cruelly ruined. For these two latter exploits I offered her four thousand. Towards the end of dinner she refuses everything, as I expected, saying she does not wish to take two thousand from me.
It was a folly that amused me for four hours, and that is enough. After dinner I kneel on a chair and the rest of my body I [sic] place on the table -- that is to say, I lie on the table and put my head on my arms. In this position I remain until ten o'clock in the evening, with Dina and Bete, talking of marriage. Bete said many foolish things about Audiffret, about Lambertye. I said that I am very fond of old Galve and rather of Lambertye, that I find them congenial, and then that Tichkevitch is very handsome. I am beginning to speak freely. I give my opinion of men; it is new for me and it amuses me.
Bete says the duke has arrived. I know he was expected, but I did not know he had come. Besides, I do not believe it is true. Bete made me laugh by saying that if she returns in four years she will go to the Promenade and all at once she sees a carriage -- me inside, and something small beside me swinging its feet with pleasure! It is Moussia! No, it is the Comtesse de Lambertye, etc.
If Hamilton comes I shall suffer a thousand deaths seeing him with her in the finest equipages.
It is late; I have so much to say that I should not finish until tomorrow if I spoke of him, of her.