Wednesday, 13 November 1878

Robert-Fleury came in the evening. It would be misleading to repeat to you the encouragement he gave me after a long lesson; if what such people say is true, you will know (at the hour when you read this) what to think of me. Still, it is pleasant all the same to see that one is taken absolutely seriously. I am silly... I have the most enormous hopes, and when someone tells me so, I look as though I had not known it myself, and I am transported with joy, and I tell myself: you see, since they say so — and you thought yourself a dunce.
I am astonished by it and radiant — like a monster who knew himself beloved by the most beautiful of women.
I am not sorry not to have gone to the Variétés, where there is a colossal performance for Judic’s benefit. The show would have given me nothing; we would have been in the stalls, veiled, hiding; whereas during this evening’s lesson I learnt a great deal. Robert-Fleury is an excellent teacher: he leads you step by step, so that at every step you feel the progress you are making. This evening he treated me rather as a pupil who has done her scales and is now given a piece to play; he lifted the corner of the curtain and showed me a vaster horizon... It is an evening that will count in my studies.