Here we waited some minutes.

Lord Melbourne took a glass of wine, for he seemed completely tired.

The Procession being formed, I replaced my Crown (which I had taken off for a few minutes), took the Orb in my left hand and the Sceptre in my right, and thus _loaded_, proceeded through the Abbey--which resounded with cheers, to the first robing-room; where I found the Duchess of Gloucester, Mamma, and the Duchess of Cambridge with their Ladies.

And here we waited for at least an hour, with _all_ my ladies and train-bearers; the Princesses went away about half an hour before I did.

The Archbishop had (most awkwardly) put the ring on the wrong finger, and the consequence was that I had the greatest difficulty to take it off again, which I at last did with great pain.