resignation was not official, announced in the Journal Officiel, he was still Minister of Foreign Affairs.  One of the last days, when they were hoping to come to an agreement, he was obliged to come home early to receive the mission from Morocco.  I saw them arrive; they were a fine set of men, tall, powerfully built, their skin a red-brown, not black, entirely dressed in white from turbans to sandals.  None of them spoke any French—­all the conversation took place through an interpreter.  Notwithstanding our worries, we had a very pleasant evening and W. was very cheerful—­looking forward to our Italian trip with quite as much pleasure as I did.

W. made over the ministry to Freycinet on Monday, the 28th, the transmission des pouvoirs.  Freycinet was very nice and friendly, regretted that he and W. were no longer colleagues.  He thought his ministry was strong and was confident he would manage the Chamber.  W. told him he could settle himself as soon as he liked at the Quai d’Orsay, as we should go at once, and would sleep at our house on Wednesday night.  Freycinet said Madame de Freycinet (whom I knew well and liked very much) would come and see me on Wednesday, and would like to go over the house with me.  I was rather taken aback when W. told me we must sleep in our own house on Wednesday night.  The actual packing was not very troublesome, as I had not brought many of my own things from the rue Dumont d’Urville.  There was scarcely a van-load of small furniture and boxes, but the getting together of all the small things was a bore,—­books, bibelots, music, cards, and notes (these in quantities, lettres de condoleance, which had to be carefully sorted as they had all to be answered).  The hotel of the Quai d’Orsay was crowded with people those last two days, all W.’s friends coming to express their regrets at his departure, some very sincerely sorry to see him go, as his name and character certainly inspired confidence abroad—­and some delighted that he was no longer a member of such an advanced cabinet—­(some said “de cet infect gouvernement"), where he was obliged by his mere presence to sanction many things he didn’t approve of.  He and Freycinet had a long talk on Wednesday, as W. naturally wanted to be sure that some provision would be made for his chef de cabinet and secretaries.  Each incoming minister brings his own staff with him.  Freycinet offered W. the London Embassy, but he wouldn’t take it, had had enough of public life for the present.  I didn’t want it either, I had never lived much in England, had not many friends there, and was counting the days until we could get off to Rome.  There was one funny result of W. having declined the London Embassy.  Admiral Pothnau, whom W. had named there, and who was very much liked, came to see him one day and made a great scene because Freycinet had offered him the London Embassy.  W. said he didn’t understand why he made a scene, as he had refused it.  “But it should never have been offered