Sunday, 26 April 1874

Papa has found his dear and famous Norov. They have not seen each other for forty years! I have a headache. In the evening I go to the theatre. “The Barber of Seville” (walking dress, not bad).
I wanted them to arrange a picnic before Paris, but there are always obstacles, difficulties -- we shall give it up, that is all. I must give up so many things! (see at the end).

Notes

Written in Russian in the manuscript; French translation by the editor. ↩
In French in the original: Le Barbier de Séville. ↩