Sunday, 3 October 1880

The excellent Saint-Amand arrives around three o'clock and sings me the whole of Rigoletto with accompaniment — you know how it is when he begins, he goes through the entire opera.
[Blacked-out word: However] my aunt returned and Gabriel arrived.
Saint-Amand wanted to come to the Bois as he did last Sunday, so my aunt invites him and he consents on condition that Gabriel come along too.
You can imagine how that suits me.
So we go to the Bois... only... I am sad and discouraged after the promenade.
Gabriel is going to Rome where we failed so pitifully, and I shall be drowned in this young man's mind by an ocean of humiliating and ridiculous habits, if anyone there happens to remember us.
Ah! Vanity of vanities.
And how to escape from this!
Let us consider the matter from an ordinary point of view.
Suppose I preferred the love of a handsome young man and a man of distinction like Gabriel to all my grand ambitions — and see!
Do not suppose I claim to please him — he has for me only [blacked-out words: the points] insignificant attentions of a young diplomat and of an elegant, well-bred man; but all the more reason!
I was not leaving him with an unpleasant memory.
And all that is going to be sullied over there.
I am too discouraged to... I no longer know what to say.
And how to escape from this!!
Yes..., but in the meantime, one must resign oneself.
He is charming, and when I think that for a single instant I admitted the possibility of marrying Soutzo... It is horrible.
We joked as usual; he asked my permission to write to me to inquire after my "Papa Gery."
And when he told me I was becoming difficult, I replied that on the contrary I had never been so well-disposed toward him, which is true.
[Two lines cancelled and one line blacked out: laughing at everything I write this evening looks clumsy and stupid.]
Gabriel said that Hecht is the one among Gambetta's friends who best knows how to conduct himself in a salon, and that Hecht has influence over Gambetta.