Sunday, 14 January 1877

Here is a letter I am not sending, replacing it with this one:
I have always been told that I had no father. I did not want to believe it. Now I am convinced of it, and I give you my word of honour never that as long as I live I shall never apply to you for anything whatsoever.
Marie Bashkirtseff
If one had to tell the truth, all the insults in the world would not suffice.
I was at church; then, walking with Mme Zurmüllen, I met Gautier, who is very handsome, and, at the Skating, Audiffret, who is adorable. Skating is one of the most agreeable sensations in the world. You cleave through space; you are less than a bird, but you are more than a man.
My aunt is still taken up with her Soroka, and she is more troubled by his indifference towards me than by a bill falling due.
The Surprising One is discreet: he takes no one from here. Last year he had Mme Malone, an English lady by birth; this winter he is beginning to take up with an Austrian princess. He has had them of every nationality, but after the Austrians I wonder what the next exotic fruit will be?
Pelikan, who spent the evening with us, noticed Emile at the Skating and finds him very likeable. One is swept into adoring him on seeing this universal fascination. Fortunately I leave on Saturday for... who knows?
At the Skating we saw the Marquis Rangoni, Sommier, and Mme Smelsky with her sister Mlle Basilewsky. These are distinguished people who do not come and fling themselves on your neck, but are most agreeably polite.
The Surprising One lives up to his name: he knows how to take charming liberties with everyone, and behaves with a most extravagant but sweet and almost childlike originality. This evening, for instance, he performed a kind of dance under Prince Stirbey’s windows, and at the —, he sat himself on top of a fence or a wall or I no longer know what, and stayed there looking over the public and swinging his legs, without its having the air of those dreadful dandy affectations.
I am going to go on with the novel.

Notes

In Italian in the original: chi lo sa? ↩