— You would not think so...
This Multedo told me that I am a charming pagan, that I could watch two thousand gladiators have their throats cut in cold blood without flinching,...
She is an unfortunate creature. Just think — her husband has not given up the demi-monde, and continues frequenting those ladies while initiating his...
It is so cold that we have the fires lit. I see no one and work all day and read in the evening and am at peace.
Madame Gavini says that Morgan is of very good family and very rich... they say two hundred thousand francs a year. That is more reliable than...
And then — oh horror! — instead of making a sketch or going to the Louvre, we have Madame Gerbel and her daughters and yet another Russian lady for...
Come now, you big silly — since there is no other way...
It is so delightful and so wonderful that I fear it will end. In moments like these I have faith in myself...
Imagine — Multedo came to call, and toward the end of his visit I half-opened the door of my studio and showed myself, to mock a little this good...
Our usual company (we receive on Saturdays now instead of Sundays) and in the evening the Princess takes me to the circus, where I amuse myself for...
I wake in a wild good humour and go to church with Maman to set a good example to the common people. For the first time in quite a while, I am very...
Dina maintains that one could make of him a true and devoted friend. I am almost inclined to agree, while citing Popaul's friendship as an example —...
The first person we encounter is Blanc, who attaches himself to us as if nothing were the matter; but we soon shake him off and go to see the...
The Salon is a dangerous thing, because on seeing the *rubbish* — genuine rubbish — to be found there, one begins to think oneself somebody when one...
Well, there is much that is good in the aforesaid painting, and all things considered it goes well. But Breslau, who made a mess of her head, has...
She has magnificent eyes; the mouth is the same width as the eyes and as the breadth of the nose. But when she speaks the mouth grows large. The nose...
— Always the same type then! And on this... Julian had (spied on me) and read in my... as in a book during the *Bonapartist period* — it was not...
I too am attempting one. As I return at five twenty, Jeanne comes almost every day to pose for me until seven.
She received a telegram from this man, and when I asked to see it she tore it up. Had there been nothing wrong she would not have done that. Well —...
For two hours I listened to them consoling one another and quieting their consciences by heaping all the blame on me and saying I am punished by...
Well, I am very put out — you will see why.
I worked with Jeanne, then with Rosalie. I am setting two things in motion so as to have something to do on the day when I have nothing to do.
Florence and her husband dine with us; I am glad of the occasion and take them instead of my family. Florence was reluctant, but I lent her a...
Madame de Lesseps was all that is most amiable in the world, and at once she takes us to see her children — her seven children, all dark, all...
I think it is too late. I have too much disgust, too much apprehension. I am done with such things.
And today we received two cards from the Count and Countess de Lesseps — the first with a simple "will be at home," etc., and the other: "thank...
Arriving just as the train was departing, we take whatever carriage is available, without our friends. Arriving at Versailles, I find myself face to...
And in the evening to the Lesseps': Maman came with me to make a better impression on our hosts. Monsieur de Lesseps takes a candle and leads us to...
I went to Ferry's and there encountered the Comtesse Acard the elder. This old rag was ordering slippers in yellow kid leather trimmed with ears of...
But let us first say that the tone of my painting was not bad (for me, that is what matters) — but the construction! I was scolded.
Madame Gavini, Dina, myself, and Monsieur Randouin in the eight-spring carriage, and Gavini and Madame Randouin in a coupé — which did not please the...
I have no thirst for lukewarm successes. And I feel that I shall be ugly and dull.
The weather is beautiful; I am a little tired from last night's ball. I was dressed delightfully and quite pretty, but on arriving we did not know a...
Marriage is discussed and I declare for the last time that I do not want Multedo. Then Gambetta's secretary comes up. *That* one I would very much...
I feel one of those small mortifications that are so supremely disagreeable... Shall I then never have a consistently good... deportment? For there...
A fair number of people: Monsieur Randouin — Madame is unwell — and Monsieur Obidine, a Russian whose acquaintance we made at Nice. A gentleman who...
I have read four hundred pages and finished the first volume of Monsieur de Loménie on the Mirabeaus, while sitting for Anna Nordgren.
I go with Maman, and we have as escorts Levert and Janvier de la Motte (who has a second son to marry off, of whom Madame de Bailleul has spoken to...
While dressing I talk with Rosalie — that may be wrong, but so it is. I speak to her in order not to speak to myself alone, and I give her accounts...
And besides, this week there is no work at the atelier on account of a model who will not hold the pose — in short, we go.
But I was good for nothing.
I am stunned and heartbroken at the Prince's death — but I do not think I would like to learn that it is not true.
The English press is roused by the cowardice of the Prince's companions. And I, who have nothing to do with it, as I read these lamentable details; I...
I am glad to read what *Le Pays* contains — those English letters; you can well imagine the comments I would make. The tears hurt my eyes; I hold...
The cowards murdered him!
As for me personally, I shall only tell you that I was turned out to perfection — all in black, with violets covered by black tulle on my hat.
After the lesson I went with Wiik to the Louvre, where Lundahl is making a commissioned copy.
And at dinner we have Madame Pribilsky. She is a sort of madwoman with dyed hair who has a great deal of money and throws it about indiscriminately....
The Princesse has returned from Dieppe and sends me a little pocket mirror. We take a turn in the Bois after the studio, and in the evening I am too...
Reading the revolting and cynical depositions of the English soldiers has outraged me, I think, even more than the murder itself.
These engravings and photographs of the poor child hurt me, but I am moved to tears reading the praises of this "brave lad," this "heroic child."
That Carey! I predicted it correctly. He is to be court-martialled. But alas, none of this brings the dead back to life.
I have before my eyes the photograph of Prince Napoléon with his two sons. Look at these three splendid creatures, and then tell me that Bonapartism...
I wrote in Maman's name to the Prefect of Police, for the Captain Carey of our family came and made a disturbance. And when Madame my mother saw me...
But the other Sunday with De Daillens I had the idea for the little letter that follows [Missing], which was sent off this evening copied out by a...
I enter Maman's room and mechanically, as happens to me ten times a day, pick up an open letter that was on the table.
*Father Léon, Son Arnaud, Mother Arnaud and Mother Couvelet beg Father Couvelet to do them the honour of coming to have a laugh with them at the...
I went to show the portrait of Dina to Tony, who paid me compliments. But even that cannot lift this drowsiness, this sadness, this something...
We went to the great military review, and on leaving I was able to see Arnaud quite close and long enough to tell you: he is not handsome. He was...
A letter from Jules Vallès addressed to Sarah Bernhardt made me think of the letter that Cassagnac wrote me in Germany...
For two days I have been carrying the Deceased's letter in my corset, and I do believe Julian is right.
I have never felt so at ease as in the midst of these senators, former ambassadors, former State Counsellors and deputies. The topics lending...
The model this week, all day, is a red-haired woman of astonishing beauty.
As for politics — read the newspapers. It is quite absurd, and I am stupefied and unhappy. The painting is going badly.
We do not do this individual the honour of taking offence at his absences. Everything goes on as it did a year ago, except that the Comtesse Couvelet...
Madame de Lesseps came to invite us to her house this evening. Monsieur de Lesseps has come back to Paris to dine and will leave again tomorrow to...
It is so hot that I was not able to work.
Yesterday we were in a front-facing box — my aunt, Dina, myself and Monsieur Gavini. Very much on display and much observed.
I could not fall asleep. I kept seeing before my eyes that poor little dog, still a silly young thing, who had run away frightened by the concierge...
Again: promenading, shops, passing before the terrace of the Cercle where twenty to twenty-five connoisseurs sit from four to six. Then the Bois, and...
I go with Berthe and her husband to the wedding of Cochery — the minister's son — to Mademoiselle Hunebelle.