Tuesday, 4 December 1877

To go to the atelier I inaugurate an otter-fur overcoat reaching to the ground, with a skunk-fur collar.
Blanc left early because the budget has been rejected and because this evening there is a meeting at the Café de la Paix. That wretch Cassagnac really does not care about me — he has quite abandoned me; it is more than a month since we have seen him. He did twice send tickets by his valet, so that Blanc had nothing to do with it, but that is not enough. I am vexed — so I am not the least bit interesting. Zurlo is in the drawing room.