One sally sticks in my memory.

"Ah, yes! He was a grand favourite with the women.

But _I_ have had the grooming of him; and it was a wuss job than ever grooming his hosses was!" Ward got very drunk that night, I remember, and we deemed it fortunate that our diplomatist guest had departed before the outward signs of his condition became manifest.
Henry Bulwer, by mere circumstance of synchronism, has suggested the remembrance of Ward, Ward has called up the Duke of Lucca, and he brings with him a host of Baths of Lucca reminiscences respecting his Serene Highness and others.

But all these _must_ be left to find their places, if anywhere, when I come to them later on, or we shall never get back to Paris.
It was on this our second visit to _Lutetia Parisiorum_ that my mother and I made acquaintance with a very specially charming family of the name of D'Henin.

The family circle consisted of General le Vicomte D'Henin, his English wife, and their daughter.