Friday, 8 November 1878

Yesterday, then, we went to Versailles with the tickets from that cherub Gambetta.
"Much talent and much energy!" a colleague told him. "That is the most flattering tribute I have ever received," replied the husband of Mlle Julia Acard.
My poor Cassagnac! She is ordinary! She is faded — or perhaps not even that, but so dark, so swarthy that the skin around her nostrils, chin, and mouth appears withered...
There is a man who is very powerful, though relatively unknown — Clémenceau.
It is only at the Gare Saint-Lazare that we find old Rouher, who was charming to me and to whom I recounted how I had bonapartized the grocers' wives and apple-sellers of Nice.

Notes

Georges Clémenceau (1841–1929), at this time a newly elected Radical Republican deputy; later Prime Minister and "The Tiger" of the First World War.