Saturday, 7 September 1878

I saw Robert-Fleury, but had only a single drawing to show him — on which I had worked only one day (this week there was illness and a change of model) — Thursday — and an hour this morning.
“No matter,” he said to me, “it is very good.”
Triphon left this evening. And Papa leaves him two thousand roubles; in addition he was given clothing and seven hundred francs. The wretch received a hundred francs a month and was perpetually in debt. He was very eager to stay — crossed himself, kissed our hands, spoke of his faithfulness, and so on. We fortunately overcame all sentimentality.
It is good, is it not, that Larderel’s marriage has come to nothing?
I am not spiteful, but frankly...
Every day I have insignificant letters to write, which annoys me.

Notes

Tony Robert-Fleury (1837–1911), academic painter, one of the masters who corrected the students’ work at the Académie Julian. ↩