A letter from Christine urges me to consider returning to Paris, but it is so hot in the summer and I know I will have to return there sooner than I would wish to announce my marital arrangements with the Marquis de Franconville-aux-Bois. F- has been very dear and little has changed, but the Comte de Rodez is in a very sad state and has been keeping company at one of the local inns, returning only very late at night, or not at all. I fear for he and T-, for in their different ways they both suffer by my decision.
Maman is greatly delighted to think that I shall soon be married, but I think she remains blind to the true nature of things. It is a trial to keep her from announcing matters to the whole town, if not the province. Mattieu is likewise excited, but Andre has not responded as of yet. F- and I are unwilling at the moment to discuss what the terms of our marriage will be, but we cannot wait much longer if we are to reach an understanding.