Notebook 063

July 1876 — July 1876

15 entries • 19,551 words • 15 translated

Main location: Paris

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One must be driven to extremes, as I am, to undertake such a journey — into a country almost foreign to me, distant, and... almost repellent. I am...

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I nearly cried out upon entering the Place de la Concorde, so vast and beautiful is it. I have seen Vienna, London, Rome, Florence — I remember Milan...

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"What a pity," she said, "that you come three days too late — I would have introduced you to my old friend the Comtesse Garcia, whose daughter is...

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It seems that the little hat I am wearing is very pretty. The other day Caroline told me that one of the most elegant women in Paris had followed me...

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Rémy and his father called on us. You know that Rémy is twenty? He is an excellent young man and I am very glad to have him as a childhood friend....

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The day was spent at the beautifiers' and then in the Bois. I was almost cheerful, for I was much noticed, but this "much" seemed very little after...

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At three o'clock our carriage was brought round — the new one. And Vigier watched us, with the eyes of a satisfied good father, step into this...

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Since this morning I have been thinking about yesterday's idea, and I am too proud to carry it out. For I cannot bring myself to regard Antonelli as...

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Next to us was the young man who followed us yesterday from Mellerio's, where we had gone to leave some diamonds to be set; he was with his mother,...

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At last we set out, pick up Mme de Mouzay and arrive at the door of No. 37, rue de la Chaussée-d'Antin, the house of M. Wartel, the foremost teacher...

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I took Mmes de Mouzay and de Mertens to Laferrière's to watch me try on my dresses.

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Chocolat, in his chocolate-coloured livery, takes up his duties. He is a marvellous boy; in Paris he already seems quite at home.

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In thirty-two degrees of heat, de Mouzay, my aunt and I went to see Mme Mongruel, a somnambulist.

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Today I saw quite extraordinary things. My aunt, Mmes de Mouzay and de Mertens were with me. We went to the celebrated somnambulist Alexis. He now...

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That wretched Pierre made me forget one of the most interesting parts of yesterday's prediction. I take up the dialogue again at page [293], at the...