Sunday, 13 April 1879 — Easter

I finished sitting at eleven in the morning. The portrait is ugly and not a likeness. After that we lunch at the Karageorgevitches'. There are Mademoiselle Mavrocordato and her brother, Prince Soutzo, and Monsieur Koechlin — brother-in-law of Andrieux, the prefect of police. Gambetta was discussed and I declared myself for the government, because it is more convenient — alas. I am for nothing!
The princess drove us home, and as it is Easter we sit down to table. The table must remain set for three days according to the Russian custom — we content ourselves with one day. Madame Gavini arrived with her husband, Filippini, and Multedo, who had already come yesterday. We sit down to table again. The charming Adeline had wanted to bring Vicomtesse Pernety and Madame Randouin, but they did not dare: "You will tell them on Tuesday, Marie, at the horse show, that you would have been delighted to see them — won't you? You'll scold them?"
— But of course — above all Vicomtesse Pernety; I shall be pleased to see her at our house.
But what Multedo ate!
It is simply incredible — I believe he did it on purpose.
Multedo still pays court to me — and of the letters, not a word.