Saturday, 3 July 1880

Yesterday we went to the Senate, but it was only the preparation for today's great session: the amnesty. It was Turquan-deux who got us into the diplomatic gallery yesterday and today. The hall is packed, and for a moment I was afraid I would faint from the heat combined with that dreadful smell of human flesh. Mme de Renneville is in the same party as us, and beside her Mme Arnaud, divinely beautiful but dressed like something between a witch and a concierge!
The young Arnaud, very handsome, was bustling about less than usual down below, among the mass of secretaries, editors, etc., who had come.
Jules Simon speaks; it is the first time I have heard him, and he speaks well, but the cause is neither broad nor whole after the meaning Gambetta gave to the amnesty. One constantly wanted to repeat to him certain passages from Leon's speech. I shall keep the newspapers for you, but my own impression is that they have made a blunder and that the ministry has been foolish and clumsy and worthless. It lasted until past seven o'clock!
I am pleased to have attended a "historic" session, although it resulted in nothing but changing nothing in the situation. Several cards in our absence, among others Berthe, P.P.C.

Notes

Pour Prendre Conge ("to take leave"), an abbreviation written on visiting cards when departing from the city.