To my great surprise I see Countess Merjeewsky in the Rue de France. Once at Maman's I hear talk of the sick count — he has sent for Walitsky. It...
I am as gloomy as the weather and have cried as much as it has rained — which is not enormously. I am going to ask Maman to arrange things, to let us...
I was making my way along the Promenade to Madame Sapogenikoff's. Let no one be surprised to see me going to the Rue de France by way of the...
An abominable wind; I go out completely veiled. In the evening to the opera with Sacha alone (blue dress, my hairstyle, good) — *The Barber of...
Adam is drunk, the stove is good for nothing, and we have no luncheon. You must understand that when I am hungry I become ferocious, or else I weep —...
Rain, rain, rain — like the kind of autumn I love. Sacha and Nadia take me to the circus with the children (blue dress, Dina's black velvet hat,...
It has been a long time since I went out during the promenade hours on foot, and it was with pleasure that I walked today in the company of Rickard...
Markevitch comes; I treat him to luncheon at Rumpelmayer's, then walk alone for at least an hour, during which hour I see no one, but suddenly...
I wanted to go to San Remo, but my aunt, who came home yesterday evening, has asked me ten times since this morning whether I am going, when I had...
We went for a walk, Nadinka, Marie and I, in this beautiful Sunday weather, and admired Gioia — that adorable creature — I especially, to the point...
At half past eleven I set off for San Remo with Nadinka and her children — Sacha left yesterday (grey dress, good).
The cold woke me, and despite the hard mattresses and dubious sheets I had great difficulty getting up.
Yet another day passed eating oranges, omelettes, and bread, and talking of Miloradovitch. Can my mother think so little of me that this marriage is...
We finally leave dear San Remo, with some regret on Maman's account. But one must imagine this: the puffed-up little Polish bore was there, and his...
I walk with Sabatini — there is no one about. Oh, how perfectly tedious!
I went to take my lesson at Laussel's.
I go for a little walk (white dress, black velvet hat — good). There are not many people about, that is to say there was nobody I know. By dint of...
The bill was sent through Paul, but that worthless creature never mentioned it, so that we looked as if we were dodging the payment, and the...
At the Opera, *Dinorah* (white dress, good); my hair is still holding up and becoming to me.
I take Stiopa and Julie, both dressed in grey like me, to Rumpelmayer's, where we are much stared at by two dark newcomers.
At the Latin lesson I feel poorly, for I am *unwell*; the first day I suffer a little.
There is news, but I shall begin at the beginning. While I was playing the piano, the door opens and to my great surprise I see Maman come in — but...
Lubimoff is a horrid little man. Still, Dina ought to hurry; if I am not mistaken she is twenty — when we left Odessa they said she was the same age...
It is grey but calm and mild. *I go* round to Mme de Mouzay's to bring her our box at the Théâtre Français; she keeps me a very long time. Afterwards...
Truly, our sweetest pleasures lie in our memories, whether good or indifferent.
This stops me; I look at myself again and again, then grow pensive. Why, I think, am I so pretty? Is it to see the ugliest and most vulgar women...
I believe I am at last within reach of what I have so long desired — can it really be true, and shall I not fall once again from the heights of my...
I walk with Nadinka and Dina, Sacha and the children. Lewin and Lucie Durand passed us in a pony carriage in their multicolored outfits. "==Are they...
A family scene: Sacha has thrashed Adam. I am extremely pleased — that lout has long deserved it, a thrashing.
When Laussel told Hélène Howard that she was to play at the same piano as I in an afternoon recital he wishes to give for the mothers — at which an...
I go to church with the children, dressed in grey like me.
I think I am going mad. I pray to God but hope for nothing — I no longer believe. I am more than wretched.
Not until ten o'clock do I learn that today is the last pigeon shooting — the closing prize of the season. I go with my aunt and Nadia (white dress,...
Paul accompanies me to Laussel's; on the way back I run into Terffidua — he really is better in a carriage and in a top hat than on foot with a soft...
My whole day is turned upside down — I sleep until noon. At five o'clock I go out on horseback, but I have been given a wretched beast which I...
My diary, my confidant, my consoler — it is to this that I turn when I am too wretched, and that is every evening.
I was quite right to say there would be a change. I have had as much fun as a king. And how little it takes to amuse me.
I go to church with Dina (white dress, straw hat, good). The Howards were dying of jealousy — I was pretty, I know it. To the concert with Marie and...
Marie and I have begun Olga's portrait. The little one has a clear-cut profile, good to study. After lunch we move to Nina's with easels and...
My wretched brother is leaving for Russia with Sacha. That creature squeezes money out of everything. He has just sold me his Dumas, Hugo and Walter...
Last night instead of going to bed I began to read —
I decidedly have a strong character! Everyone was weeping — even Mlle Catherine, the children's governess, even the dogs — and I was not; on the...
My aunt too is in Cannes, so that, *all alone am I* (white dress), I go for a walk with Papa; then Sabatini comes and I go out with her.