The funeral of Jules de Goncourt was very sad. Théo was there and shed floods of tears.
TO MADAME REGNIER.
Thursday evening, 7 o’clock, 1871.
Dear Madame: I have had to occupy me during the last few weeks
First: the arrangements regarding Bouilhet’s tomb;
Second: plans about his monument;
Third: looking after his volume of poems, which has just gone to press;
Fourth: finding an engraver to make his portrait;
Fifth: all my time for two weeks was taken up with Aïssé, I shall read it to-morrow to the actors. The rehearsals will begin next Saturday, and the play will be produced about the first of January.
I was obliged to leave Croisset so unexpectedly that my servant and my belongings will not arrive until three days later. A detailed account of the intrigues I have had to demolish would fill a volume.