Saturday, 19 July 1879

Tony is fairly pleased with me; there is company — Mother Gavini and others, Madame Randouin, Berthe. And at dinner the Mouzays, who are leaving. I am never bored with Madame de Daillens. We have sat five or six hours together at a stretch without the conversation suffering a single moment of coldness or awkwardness.
For two days I have been carrying the Deceased's letter in my corset, and I do believe Julian is right.
The Mouzays encountered him on the boulevard — radiant and handsome. They detest him. A Mademoiselle de Linselles (?) whom they see is Paul's cousin and former admirer. At present she occupies herself with business commissions, and a little with her old flame as well — which does not impede the commercial operations. It is she who claims that Paul is Madame de Boishébert's lover, because she often sees him going to that lady's house. It is also she who explained the relations with Marie Presseq.
This young lady is very well connected but was poor, and is now ruined.
And Popaul, learning of her love, told her the reasons why he could not marry her and advised her to enter a convent.
It is rather disgusting to be a man of that sort of success — but I overlook this rather too prominent trait so as to feel nothing but admiration and above all blind sympathy. It is not surprising! I see no one!
Perhaps Julian is right.