Sunday, 5 July 1874

The walk I took to Annette et Lubin delighted me; I learned a great many fine things about the human race.
We were climbing -- myself, Paul, Eristoff, Body -- the count having left Dina below with Basilevitch; during the ascent, Princess Eristoff was [Crossed out: telling me about] gossiping about Basilevitch, speaking of her as "the Basilevitch."
Monsieur Body, for his part, was speaking ill of M. de Neufarge. On the mountain we had goat's milk. We swung on the swings, which gave us the idea that we must have one at home, and a giant stride too. The giant stride, etc., in a white dress would be a charming effect -- one flies like butterflies.
All at once we see Basilevitch appear, with her husband and children, and Dina.
We stay a while longer, then descend. I with Basilevitch who, on the way down, was [Crossed out: speaking] gossiping about Princess Eristoff just as the latter had about her.
Nothing serious was said, no doubt.
In the avenue we meet Maman; it is her first outing after her three-day illness.
At the Pouhon, Dina and I go for [Crossed out: a turn] a walk after the prescribed waters; de Neufarge accompanies us. Well, during this walk it was his turn to speak ill of Body -- Body, according to him, had been a usurer. He said all this while protesting that he had not started it, that Basilevitch had begun, that he says nothing, etc.
De Neufarge is a man [Crossed out: comme il] of society, impeccably dressed, resembling a fashion plate (which is a good thing in my view), but he says too much.
Perhaps he thought we did not understand, or rather he wanted one to think that he thought we did not understand. For he said one or two things. They were veiled, it is true, but barely so, since I understood.
We all dined at the Europe. The idea came to me that we should take the Englishman into our crowd. Poor headless crowd -- I am its little head, but I dare not. What can I do at fifteen, what can I invent, where can I lead my people at fifteen? I can do everything and dare nothing. I cannot enliven.
Ah, if only I were a madame, how we should enjoy ourselves! Today such-and-such a walk, tomorrow a picnic, then a gathering at my house; after that we would dance in the circle of trees at the end of the avenue, then on horseback, on donkeys, etc. etc.
One would have to make the best of these poor amusements, since one is in a miserable place.
This Englishman does not speak French, and this gives him an air of naive bliss. He is an officer in England, Scottish; one of his sisters is a tall, beautiful blonde.
After dinner I drive a two-horse carriage. Maman, Dina, and Paul (grey dress). We go to say good evening to Gambart without getting down from the carriage. He meets us at the concert; tonight is the opening of the theatrical season. When... it being no longer day and not yet night, we were sitting with Basilevitch under a tree. Macainne passes by; I say to Maman:
-- Maman, we must take him into our crowd; as things stand, it is not right.
-- Do you want me to stop him?
-- No.
-- Come here, Sir, and sit down, said Basilevitch suddenly. He came over and we talked. I was obliged to translate for Basilevitch the most extravagant compliments -- that he was the handsomest gentleman, that it was for him she had dressed up last Saturday, that his sister is beautiful but he still more so.
-- I am bashful, he said, laughing naively and with satisfaction. I told him that I am ashamed to tell you such things, sufficient to render bashful a young lady.
While the others were at the theatre, I stayed with Basilevitch and the count; Maman was also at the theatre.
Each of us was to describe his own character, and before that one had to guess everyone's character and state their faults and qualities. The count is not stupid, but he is young. I listed his youth as a defect.
This conversation, built of subtlety and wit, was very agreeable.
We go home together; Mersh, a Belgian, accompanies us like the others.

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In English in the original.
In English in the original.