Diary of Marie Bashkirtseff
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Monday, 7 December 1874

I go out on foot with the Italian woman; there is quite a crowd; Victor comes with me and this magnificent dog excited general admiration. Then I went for a walk with Maman; then I had lunch; and immediately afterwards went out in the carriage and did not return until four o'clock.
The season is —
Hélène has been launched into society — she was promenading with an elegant English lady and two gentlemen. God has given me a splendid idea: we shall stay here this winter, as best we can; in spring I shall go to Russia; in summer we shall spend some time in England or elsewhere; and in winter we shall go to Florence, where I shall study singing and painting, and go into society. The following winter we shall return here; during our absence the house will be built and everything arranged. Then I hope Nice will be more agreeable — and perhaps by then I shall no longer need it!
[In the margin] I am ambitious — call it vice or virtue. My heart, without its burden, gladly bows down. Know that a woman who loves her reputation, When she says she loves, is certain to be loved.
Madame and Mademoiselle Foster came at five o'clock, arriving from Paris. I was delighted to see them — they are well-bred and agreeable and appear to like us.
I am hoarse and wretched.
My plan is splendid — if God were willing to help me execute it, I should be very happy. Florence has a fine society, and for studies and pleasures alike I should be perfectly well there. Help me then, my God!