I observed that there were very few Viscounts; he said: "There are very few Viscounts," that they were an odd sort of title and not really English; that they came from _Vice-Comites_; that Dukes and Barons were the only _real_ English titles; that Marquises were likewise not English; and that they made people Marquises when they did not wish to make them Dukes.

Spoke of Lord Audley who came as the First Baron, and who Lord Melbourne said was a very odd young man, but of a very old family; his ancestor was a Sir Something Audley in the time of the Black Prince, who, with Chandos, gained the Battle of Poictiers.
I then sat on the sofa for a little while with Lady Barham and then with Charles; Lord Melbourne sitting near me the whole evening.

Mamma and Feodore remained to see the illuminations and only came in later, and Mamma went away before I did.

Uncle Ernest drove out to see the Illuminations.
[Pageheading: PAGES OF HONOUR] I said to Lord Melbourne when I first sat down that I felt a little tired on my feet; "You must be very tired," he said.

Spoke of the weight of the Robes, etc., etc., the Coronets; and he turned round to me with the tears in his eyes, and said _so_ kindly: "And you did it beautifully--every part of it, with so much taste; it's a thing that you can't give a person advice upon; it must be left to a person." To hear this, from this kind impartial friend, gave me great and real pleasure.