Monday, 19 January 1880

Although unwell, I return to work. And at four o'clock Maman comes to fetch me and we go to finish paying our calls. The rue Vivienne being but a step from No. 23 Boulevard Poissonniere, we go to make a recommendation at the offices of the Nouvelle Revue, and I then have ourselves announced to Mme Adam, who is in conference and who, after making us wait in the office of her chief secretary, receives us in her own office. A vast room, elegant and serious as befits. We come to thank her for her gracious invitation and for her ravishing party, so successful that I was obliged, alas! to leave so quickly. But this is only a pretext; I have long wanted to make the acquaintance of this extraordinary, illustrious woman. At last the introductions are properly made, and then we chat about everything, about my painting too. She is of Julian's opinion: when one has no need, begin with a work of brilliance. She is a ravishing woman, down to the sound of her voice, which is charming without being insipid and powerful without harshness. And when she speaks, she accompanies herself from time to time with a half-laugh so graceful and so seductive that it is like music. She has the air of being pleased with herself and speaks with satisfaction of all the work she does, "the work of three men."
The friendship of this woman would be so precious to me, so useful too, am I vain. [Words blacked out: But there] is Hecht who told Mme de Lesseps that Maman called her salon a gathering of riffraff and that it needed sweeping out. And Mme de Lesseps on her return to Paris no longer invited us to her house. I understood nothing of it and thought she had simply forgotten, on the eve of their departure for Panama. But now Maman has been to see Mme Sholton, a friend of the de Lesseps, who told her everything. The prettiest part is that at Dieppe, at the casino, this vile Jew had said in front of me: "Charles de Lesseps (the son) and I will take a broom and sweep the salon, which is too crowded thanks to Madame's easiness and M. de Lesseps' carelessness."
The world is full of little infamies of this sort.
The Jew is a powerful personage, and I can do nothing against him even if I do him all the harm I can. But he is an unpleasant gentleman; he speaks ill of everyone, he has even spoken ill of Mme Adam and of old Madame Arnaud, imagine! My God, I know one can say much about Juliette Lamber, but that is not the business of a friend. "I desire only one thing," this charming creature said to me, "and that is that you do not lose your illusions upon seeing me at close quarters."
"That is impossible, Madame."
"Oh! If you have heard of me through a friend..."
"Yes... but rather ill than well."
She says that only insignificant beings have no enemies, and that as soon as one rises a little one is attacked. "We have stayed a very long time, Madame; it may perhaps have bored you, but as it has given me great pleasure, I do not regret it."
She is charming!
She asked if we had a day... Maman answered that we received every day until seven o'clock and especially on Sundays.
"Oh! That is perfect, my free day!" she exclaimed.
"Like me."
"Like all busy people."
From there to others.
And in the evening I suffer in my side; it is amusing.