Wednesday, 25 February 1880

While running after the model Leonie, I have made the acquaintance of almost the entire honorable Beaudoin family. It is pure Zola, Zola of Nana; besides, that is the name I give Leonie. A mixture of naivety... astonishing. For the moment she does not pose: "I posed when I did not know what I was doing; it is not decent to pose. I am in a dress shop; it does not amuse me, mind you, but he wants it."
"Who?"
"My friend, for I am with a gentleman."
And her sister tells me she is infatuated with him, especially since he beats her.
This evening at the Opera with M. and Mme Gavini, Mme and Mlle Dureau (Haussmann's box, similar to Casa-Riera's), Chaudordy, Lahirle, Saint-Amand, Haussmann. I begin to like Haussmann; I shall do his portrait for the next Salon. The house is very beautiful this evening; "all society is there." The Queen of Spain ogles us. But Gavini accompanies me to the Theatre Francais, where my family is and where Hernani is being given, the 50th anniversary of the play. I take Saint-Amand with us; we arrive for the fifth act. Sarah recites verses by Coppee. They acclaim the poet, Sarah, Hugo... it is very beautiful, but an insignificant audience.
Saint-Amand is busy launching Cassagnac's Swede, Mme de Boje, introduced the other evening at the Foreign Ministry, whose beauty made a sensation. There must be some mistake; it cannot be the same one. [Two lines cancelled]