Dearest Félicie, Victoria!!! we have won! I never had a greater
success, hardly so great, as that of last Saturday night. Wreaths,
bouquets, and applause! Rubini, Tamburini, and Lablache sang, but
Grisi did not sing as promised.[6]
[6] Mori had influenced Madame Grisi, but Rubini and Lablache had stood
by him. “What are you reading? I know the hand–writing,” said Lablache,
looking over Grisi’s note the very hour of the concert. “Infamous! but
never mind; play as you did at the rehearsal, and be sure the audience
will forget the rest of us.”
In spite of all intrigues the journals have pronounced me one of
the first violinists of the world. To–morrow I play for the Duke
of Devonshire.... I have also agreed to play for the Philharmonic
Society. Fearnley goes to Christiania Tuesday next. He came to my
concert, and was almost crazy at the _furore_ I made.