Sunday, 20 July 1879

I stayed three hours at the Gavinis’, where Messieurs Galloni d’Istria, de Vallon, de Chaudordy, de Châteaurenard, de Pressac, Géry, etc. etc. came one after another. Some ladies too, but I kept to Gavini’s study with the men, listening and talking politics. I came out with a few happy phrases, which made me an agreeable listener and put me in good humour. There is no talk but of yesterday’s meeting, the Prince’s attitude at the funeral, and all that you know from the newspapers.
I have never felt so at ease as in the midst of these senators, former ambassadors, former State Counsellors and deputies. The topics lending themselves to it, everyone was interesting and witty. It was the son of Baron de Nervo who brought the freshest news from the avenue d’Antin, and who tried to win Gavini back to good feelings. But Gavini, while giving his allegiance, remains reserved. He says that had he not been intimate with the Prince things would be simple — but they were friends, and then called each other “rebel prince” and “mountebank” from one side and the other. In short, he would only go there if the Prince sent Géry or another friend to ask him to come. That is why, I believe, Géry arrived an hour after Nervo had left.
And Géry — whom I was introduced to at the Exhibition — is an intimate of the Prince. I listened with Gavini, after which Géry, seeing Madame Gavini’s noisy resistance, told me laughing to convert her; and as Madame Mercier, the former ambassadress, arrived, he took me aside and set about praising the Prince to me as if my opinion counted for something, adding that Madame Gavini must be brought round. Not that the Gavinis are indispensable — but they are useful enough; Gavini especially is a good counsellor. Mother Gavini wanted me to support her, while Gavini and Géry, in laying out their arguments for and against, kept glancing at me from time to time, and I gave signs of approval to both, so that in the end Gavini invoked my opinion and Géry declared that Jérôme had my sympathies — that he had seen it in my eyes. What amuses me greatly is that serious people should have almost seriously accepted me in their debates — I speak not only of these two, but of all the others.
As for Cassagnac, he did not see the Empress — neither he nor his wife. He was rather piqued by this, and Gavini pointed it out to Pietri, who wrote on his calling card — which he asked Gavini to deliver to Cassagnac — the following words: “I learn that you are at Chislehurst with Madame de Cassagnac. Do not leave before seeing me” — “or words to that effect.” But Gavini did not see Cassagnac again, and the card is still here; he showed it to me, saying:
— “Cassagnac was there like the rest of us — even less so than us, since I was inside at Camden and he was outside at Chislehurst.”
All these great good men had no need to convert me. Prince Jérôme already captivates me, for he is a man of wit. Naturally his sayings are cited and circulated, and he does not scruple to poke fun... gently at his subjects. “These people,” he says, “always come to offer me the crown. If I accepted, since they do not have it about their persons, they would be obliged to go and fetch it — and by that time the police commissioner would arrive with the expulsion order.”
Monsieur Géry (the father, of course — the son is attached to the Embassy in Brussels) is most agreeable, and I shall cultivate his acquaintance at every opportunity. He is the Prince’s very close friend.