Diary of Marie Bashkirtseff
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Saturday, 28 June 1879

It draws tears from me. I believe people will subscribe in great numbers. Ah! if only one could subscribe to bring him back to life — then there would be billions!
Julian, who is a Republican, told me he was quite astonished to find himself thinking of this misfortune on waking — and at all hours — and that it truly affected him. I believe that if one were to confess the wretches who insult him, one would find that their infamies are not sincere.
But! I just thought of it — today is the anniversary of Cassagnac's very sordid marriage!
Already a year — time flies.
More or less the usual Saturday visitors.
After the lesson I went with Wiik to the Louvre, where Lundahl is making a commissioned copy.
We bought fruit on the way and ate it behind a curtain in the recess of a doorway in a French gallery.
It is too hot for me to write.