This I well knew was some scheme laid by Lord B.to surprise me, for he delights in such plans.
He will not tell me what is doing in the rooms, and refuses all my entreaties to enter them, but shakes his head, and says he _thinks_ I will be pleased when I see them; and so I think, too, for the only complaint I ever have to make of his taste is its too great splendour--a proof of which he gave me when I went to Mountjoy Forest on my marriage, and found my private sitting-room hung with crimson Genoa silk velvet, trimmed with gold bullion fringe, and all the furniture of equal richness--a richness that was only suited to a state room in a palace.
We feel like children with a new plaything, in our beautiful house; but how, after it, shall we ever be able to reconcile ourselves to the comparatively dingy rooms in St.James's Square, which no furniture or decoration could render any thing like the Hotel Ney?
The Duc and Duchesse de Guiche leave Paris, to my great regret, in a few days, and will be absent six weeks.

He is to command the encampment at Luneville, and she is to do the honours--giving dinners, balls, concerts, and soirees, to the ladies who accompany their lords to "the tented field," and to the numerous visitors who resort to see it.

They have invited us to go to them, but we cannot accept their kindness.
They are "On hospitable thoughts intent," and will, I doubt not, conciliate the esteem of all with whom they come in contact.
He is so well bred, that the men pardon his superiority both of person and manner; and she is so warm-hearted and amiable, that the women, with a few exceptions, forgive her rare beauty.

How we shall miss them, and the dear children, too! Drove in the Bois de Boulogne yesterday, with the Duchesse de Guiche: met my old acquaintance, Lord Yarmouth, who is as amusing and original as ever.
He has great natural talent and knowledge of the world, but uses both to little purpose, save to laugh at its slaves.

He might be any thing he chose, but he is too indolent for exertion, and seems to think _le jeu ne vaut pas la chandelle_.