Thursday, 4 September 1879 / Friday, 5 September 1879

After two pleasantly spent days we left Dieppe.
I am delighted. It is two o'clock in the morning, I am greatly vexed.
I went out with Berthe, we went to the Bois where there were very amusing people and the Baron de l'Ariege and Hecht. The latter asked if we would be at home this evening. Alexis was there with his pretty horse and his brand-new carriage, we took him into ours after having almost followed the baron who at the moment we approached had just left a carriage of courtesans. We greatly amused ourselves also to see faces from Dieppe again. Alexis dined with us, Hecht arrived later and for two hours recounted Gambetta to us; this Jew speaks rather well and when it concerns Gambetta he becomes eloquent, the manner in which he rendered and explained a Belleville speech is truly a remarkable thing.
I listened with keen interest and sincerely admired, not Hecht, Gambetta. But I am greatly vexed by my mothers... They are clumsy, they tire one, they insist on things one must pass over quickly... and then I do not know if it is an idea... but they make me unhappy with a heap of little awkwardnesses so embarrassing, so disagreeable; a lack of tact that would make me scream and drives me wild; I always want to smooth things over, to recover, and I am forced to joke excessively. Accustomed to seeing me wild they made all sorts of little graceful provocations so that I would be so this evening, they think I am brilliant whereas I am as I was before. I am humiliated and desolate. When I want to be sensible they prevent me! When they make efforts to please they are abominable!
Why not leave me in peace! No! Always putting me on stage, approving, supporting, anticipating what I say; and then it makes me look foolish. I would forgive everything if it were true! But it is only posturing. And then... what would you have me tell you if not that in general I have many things to be happy about but that in detail I am much to be pitied.