I am sure my papa would have gone mad if he had seen that day! She came with one of the poor wretches to Park Lane: but I could not see them.

My feelings would not allow me.

When my maid,--I had a French maid then, Louise, you remember; her conduct was abominable: so was Preville's--when she came and said that my Lady Fanny was below with a young gentleman, qui portait des bas jaunes, I could not see the child.

I begged her to come up in my room: and, absolutely that I might not offend her, I went to bed.

That wretch Louise met her at Boulogne and told her afterwards.