Friday, 26 January 1877

I went out with Dina in the basket carriage, to prove that nothing was broken and to order a livery for tomorrow.
Big clouds seem to be bringing rain, so we go home, and at once the sun comes out, so that I finish the day on my terrace with Dina, where Ricardo comes to pay us a visit and tell us a thousand things that were said yesterday about the turnout and everything else.
When the sun sets you would think it was summer, the weather is so fine.
The others go to Monaco. I spend my time with the dogs. In our house the dogs are so clever that they have more wit than their masters

Notes

In French in the original: panier — a light open carriage with a basket-work body, driven by its owner; a fashionable conveyance for ladies. ↩