Tony's letter naturally plays a great part; it is being shown to everyone. Nervo sends me a telegram of congratulations.
I go to the Louvre this morning with Brisbane — Alice. Not that she is very interesting, as Breslau would have been, for instance; there is no...
Perspective lesson. Our teacher is delighted with the photographs; he has written to his brother about them. The Canroberts having left, he and Alice...
It was unnecessary — she has been accepted. There was an error; we keep her to dinner.
Six children grouped together, their heads close to one another. Only to the waist.
There is a ball this evening at the Hôtel Continental in aid of the women's charitable association. Maman being a patroness, we go. I wear white...
Of all the people who came today I shall speak of only one: Madame Presseq. She must be fully fifty, with hair still almost black and fine blue eyes....
Were it only out of curiosity. For in the end I know only what passed within me, and I should very much like to see the other side. What did he think?
Perspective, Canrobert, then endless harping on about Julian.
Dinner at Princess Jeanne's — she is truly a very good little woman, frank, enthusiastic, lively… a little too much perhaps; one would want more...
The Canroberts take us to visit Francesqui's studio, then we all go to the Musée des Arts Décoratifs, then to have tea at the Canroberts'. Francesqui...
There are days when I hear worse… And then one wants to flee from oneself, to go mad.
Dinner here. M. and Mme Randouin, Mme Kanchine, the Comte de Salms, Comte Mazewsky, Missak-Effendi, Comte Ducos, Julian, Bojidar. There was a moment...
Bojidar sits for me, Alice does sketches, and little Mlle Canrobert paints beside me. Then a simple dinner with the Comte de la Ferrière and Mme...
My illness prostration that leaves me numb.
Do you know what I am doing? I am entering the competition at Julian's.
Poor Nervo is dead! The day before yesterday Mme Gavini came to ask for some of our tea — he remembered drinking it at our house, and as he had been...
I asked the architect to find out where Saint-Marceaux buys his clay and all his studio equipment — and here is his reply of yesterday. And this...
I have had a rather amusing week. The studio has its charms from time to time. I have finished the competition piece and am amusing myself doing...
Only two pastels were accepted with first-rank priority: mine and Breslau's.
I am furious. Maman has arranged with Princess Jeanne and her husband to go to visit some sculptor or other after luncheon at our house. So I am...
The architect comes to bring me his brother's card for the Exhibition of Portraits at the École des Beaux-Arts. He is still thoroughly sad, this poor...
Exhibition of famous portraits made from 1783 to 1883.
Tony came to see me yesterday and stayed an hour — and for a change we talked about Bastien. Only in front of him I am restrained in my enthusiasm....
Then the Maréchale and her daughter dine with us.
There is an impromptu gathering at our house.
*Vernissage*. I dress in black with a grey hat. My aunt and Alice with me; the whole morning passes with the Canroberts, M. de la Tour, Bojidar and...
Tony busied himself with my painting as much as with Alice's drawing, which he believes was rejected. I was very foolish to rely on him alone — I who...
I am working on Bojidar's portrait and Mlle Canrobert is doing a still life.
The two brothers are to dine here tomorrow — unless…
We went to the Salon, where I had a small quarrel with Alice, who told me she is displeased because I said to Émile that we concerned ourselves with...
Peaceful sleep — Jules decidedly does not make me dream; he speaks only to the intellect… and even that.
I should very much like to invite Bastien for Wednesday but I dare not. The entire day is spent roughing in the *Holy Women*. It seems Bastien works...
I am beginning the urchins entirely afresh — full-length, on a larger canvas; it is much more interesting.
I live in my art — coming down for dinner and speaking with no one.
We are having a little republican-artistic-poetic dinner this evening. Gaillard and his wife, Clovis Hugues and his wife, Dusautoy — that Dusautoy...
I am working on my *Holy Women* and Claire (Canrobert) is painting a still life.
To the Salon. No one except Gavini. There has never been so much bad painting.
I spend the morning at the studio chatting with the ladies, and catch Julian for a moment to ask him to come and see the urchins. You understand — I...
Maman left this evening, called away by a telegram from Paul. My father is at death's door. The Engelhardts, the Princess, and Dusautoy to dinner. I...
The Maréchale Canrobert and her daughter have been here. The Maréchale is exquisitely kind to us; she wants to take me to the ball this evening, and...
True spring — almost warm. In the evening we go down into the garden by moonlight!… But there is only the Engelhardts, Tchernitsky, and Alice…
It is so hot that one only lives in the evening. I had fancied that Bastien would come — and naturally he did not; so I go up to my rooms, very happy...
I am dining at the Canroberts' this evening. The little one worked with me while I was redoing the pastel of Villevieille, and then we walked as far...
Tonight is the grand ball in aid of the night shelter charity. President and Vice-president: the Duchesse de Maillé and the Comtesse de Pourtalès. It...
Alice comes to bid me tender farewell. The ball was splendid. During the day at the Salon there was a crowd of amusing people — Jules among them....
Maman arrived during the night from Thursday to Friday; we received a telegram on Saturday in which she says my father's health is wretched. Today...
I saw Julian; we talked grand medals. Lefèvre and Rochegrosse, and that Tony who wants to marry. It is beyond belief. Every time he comes, it is...
The Maréchale and Claire come to collect me to go and see Detaille's Panorama — the evening of the Battle of Gravelotte.
Utterly weak this morning.
I learn it from the newspapers. Those gentlemen did not trouble themselves to write a single word.
*"What one understands well is stated clearly. And the words to say it come easily."*
And in Maman's absence I have no wish at all to be seen. Besides, I have said so — it is not… And yet the sounds from outside, the echoes of the...