Friday, 12 September 1879

I went to fetch my family at the Palais de l’Industrie; they were with yesterday’s gentlemen, but when we came out there was only Hecht. What a new friend... Crowds at the Bois, three grand dukes and a Russian grand duchess, the King of Italy’s brother...
Blanc rather implies that I am the one who would make a wife for his Paul, and not that trollop... He is quite right, Blanc... I am half asleep.