I can easily conceive that two people who had seen him on different days might dispute about him as the travellers in the fable disputed about the chameleon.
In one thing, as far as I observed, he is always the same and that is the warmth of his domestic affections.

Neither Mr.Wilberforce, nor my uncle Babington, come up to him in this respect.

The flow of his kindness is quite inexhaustible.

Not five minutes pass without some fond expression, or caressing gesture, to his wife or his daughter.

He has fitted up a study for himself; but he never goes into it.