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OUR RETURN HOMEWARD.
We started for England at noon, much against my secret wishes; but my father would not afford the margravine time to repent of her violent language and injustice toward him.

Reflection increased his indignation.
Anything that went wrong on the first stages of the journey caused him to recapitulate her epithets and reply to them proudly.

He confided to me in Cologne Cathedral that the entire course of his life was a grand plot, resembling an unfinished piece of architecture, which might, at a future day, prove the wonder of the world: and he had, therefore, packed two dozen of hoar old (uralt: he used comical German) Hock for a present to my grandfather Beltham, in the hope of its being found acceptable.
'For, Richie,' said he, 'you may not know--and it is not to win your thanks I inform you of it--that I labour unremittingly in my son's interests.

I have established him, on his majority, in Germany, at a Court.