Friday, 17 October 1879

The weather is fine and cold, I put on my otter fur coat and bought a beautiful bouquet of violets and I do not know how this made all the time since I have known Cassagnac pass through my head again. Paris, a beautiful sun, the first cold days, the violets... And the first time at 29 Boulevard Haussmann, at Mouzay's with my hat with white plumes and rosebuds, a white dress and slippers so hurried was I... but I have not time to tell you nonsense, one must quickly dine and then to the studio, the evening courses are open and I have been going since Monday, I will think, it will amuse me.