I never spoke more truthfully; my aunt believed me, and began to
comfort me; to calculate, to try to have money enough to satisfy my
wants.

I worship people when they show good will. But the line of railroad
that leads me to the Duc de H---- has made a tremendous curve!
Yesterday he suddenly presented himself to my mind, so handsome that
I am again completely captivated.


November 19th, 1875.

I have spent a day between L---- and W----. It is full of interest,
for dress forms an art, a talent, a science! Finery to this degree
of perfection is a treat.

Oh, dear, how tiresome life is when one hasn't an income of at least
300,000 francs!

I have a dozen gowns made, a few hats, and stop there! It's absurd;
one ought not to be embarrassed by such things. Oh, money, money! I
must have it; I'll take any husband, if he will give it to me.

"And she has such ideas at fifteen," said my aunt.

"Yes, Aunt; not at fifteen; since I was thirteen--always."

"You are crazy," replied my aunt.

"I think so, too, but what is to be done?"