Tuesday, 14 February 1882

We met the de Ballotes and had to go to their house this evening.
They make amateur music, and as Jeanne patronises and loves artists there were three or four from the Italian opera. The young woman is gentle, kind, gracious, warm-hearted, artistic, charitable... I always wonder where her vice is, to counterbalance all these qualities. You know she is separated from her husband, the Baron de Wykerslooth, son of the Princesse de la Trémoille. There have been dreadful scenes; both mothers-in-law are accused of having ruined everything. The Baron complained of the Baroness's excessive simplicity — she did not dress properly and seemed to be the servant of her own servants. And then other things... I cannot say exactly. She has two children whom she does not love. When the case was pleaded, the Baronne de Vayce testified against her own brother. But I believe I have told you all this already. Ah, how we who have read Balzac and read Zola — what pleasures of observation we have! I gave myself over to it entirely, all the more as there was no one there who could interest me even as a flirtation. People I have known by sight for ten years came to speak to me; there were some with whom I had never been acquainted, but who had known me as a child, after all... And this music going on and on, one air succeeding another... and Jeanne singing the prison aria from Il Trovatore, that music so passionate, with her pretty parrot face that could belong to a beatified nun, her large hands in white glazed kid gloves — dirty — and her [Blacked out: fat] thumbs beating the air like a trained rabbit at the dramatic passages or the high notes... Barnola was there; he had paid us a visit during the day. His... aunt has died and he has bought himself a villa... But how far we are from Paris — he had shirt studs alternating square and round, large enough for one to make out landscapes on them, the church of Saint Mark's in Venice, and so forth... And the Mertenses... the Baroness always elegant and always beautiful despite her perhaps forty years...