No doubt.

Thackeray was always trifling, and yet always serious.

In attempting to understand his character it is necessary for you to bear within your own mind the idea that he was always, within his own bosom, encountering melancholy with buffoonery, and meanness with satire.

The very spirit of burlesque dwelt within him,--a spirit which does not see the grand the less because of the travesties which it is always engendering.
In his youthful,--all but boyish,--days in London, he delighted to "put himself up" at the Bedford, in Covent Garden.

Then in his early married days he lived in Albion Street, and from thence went to Great Coram Street, till his household there was broken up by his wife's illness.