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With Cynthia."
Hugh Paused In Taking Off His Socks. "Why Not?" He Demanded. "She'S
Wonderful."
"You'Re So Different."
"How Different? We Understand Each Other Perfectly. Of Course, We Only
Saw Each Other For A Week When I Was Down At Your Place, But We
Understood Each Other From The First. I Was Crazy About Her As Soon As I
Saw Her."
Norry Was Troubled. "I Don'T Think I Can Explain Exactly," He Said
Slowly. "Cynthia Runs With A Fast Crowd, And She Smokes And Drinks--And
You'Re--Well, You'Re Idealistic."
Hugh Pulled Off His Underclothes And Laughed As He Stuck His Feet Into
Sl
You Should Sue Charles For The Annuities, And How That Advice Seemed
To Shock You. He Was Not Surprised At That, Knowing Your Delicacy
And Friendship. But Sueing Charles, You Will Find In a Short Time,
Has No Horror But In The Expression. If You Are Shocked, You Will Be
Singly So; Charles Will Not Be So, It Is My Firm Belief. As Soon As
Lavie Comes To You, He Will Tell You How Far Mr. Crewe Has Embraced
That Idea, And What Has Been The Consequence Of It. If You Will Sue
Lord H(Ollan)D And Mr. Powell, Or (For?) Them, In charles'S Name,
You Will Do Your Business. But I Do Not Say That It Is Time For
That.
What I Proposed To Lord Gower Was Only This, And That Cannot Have
Nothing (Sic) Rebutant In It, To Either Charles Or You. It Is This.
To Hear Charles'S Story Patiently, But To Answer Or Reason With Him
As Little As Possible. To Desire That He Would Be So Good As To Meet
You At Your Own House, With Mr. Wallis And Mr. Gregg; We Will Have
Nothing To Do With Lavie, Pour Le Moment. Il Ne Respectera Pas
Celui-Ci Comme Les Deux Autres. Discuss With Them Before Charles The
Means Of Extricating Yourself From These Engagements. Let Him Hear
What They Say, And What They Would Advise You To Do, As Guardian To
Your Children; For There Is The Point De Vue, In Which I Am Touched
The Most Sensibly; And Whatever Charles Has To Offer By Way Of
Expedient, By Way Of Correcting Their Ideas, Whatever Hopes He Can
Give, Which Are Rationally Founded, Let Him Lay Them Before These
People In Your Presence.
Why I Wish This Is, The [That] He Must Then Have Something To Combat
With, And That Is, Truth And Reason. Without That, And You Two
Together Only, Or Hare, What Will Follow? There Will Be Flux De
Bouche, Which To Me Is Totally Incomprehensible, As Sir G.
M('Cartney) Told Me That It Was To Him. Il Fondera En Larmes, And
Then You Will Be Told Afterwards, Whenever A Measure Of Any Vigour
Is Proposed, That You Had Acquiesced, Because You Had Been Disarmed,
Confounded. This Happened No Longer Ago Than Last Saturday, With
Foley,(98) Who Related The Whole Conference To Me, And The Manner In
Which It Was Carried On. "However," Says Foley, "I Carried Two
Chapter 17 Pg 127Points Out Of Four, But I Was Obliged To Leave Him, Not Being Able
[To] Resist The Force Of Sensibility."
I Confess That, Had It Been My Case, I Should Have Been Tempted To
Have Made Use Of Me De Maintenon'S Words To The Princesse De Conti--
"Pleurez, Pleurez, Madame, Car C'Est Un Grand Malheur Que De N'Avoir
Pas Le Coeur Bon." I Do Not Think That Of Charles So Much As The
Rest Of The World Does, And To Which He Has Undoubtedly Given Some
Reason By His Behaviour To His Father, And To His Friends. I
Attribute It All To A Vanity That Has, By The Foolish Admiration Of
His Acquaintance, Been Worked Up Into A Kind Of Phrensy, I Shall Be
Very Unwilling To Believe That He Ever Intended To Distress A Friend
Whom He Loved As Much As I Believe That He Has Done You.
But Really This Is Being Very Candid To Him, And Yet I Cannot Help
It. For I Have Passed Two Evenings With Him At Supper At Almack'S,
Ou Nous Avons Ete Lie En Conversation, And Never Was Anybody More
Agreeable And The More So For His Having No Pretensions To It, Which
Is What Has Offended More People Than Even What Lady H(Ollan)D Is So
Good As To Call His Misconduct. I Do Assure You, My Dear Lord, That
Notwithstanding All That I Have Been Obliged By My Friendship And
Confidence In You To Say, I Very Sincerely Love Him, Although I
Blame Him So Much, That I Dare Not Own It; And It Will Give Me The
Greatest Pleasure In The World To See Him Take That Turn Which He
Professes To Take. But What Hopes Can We Have Of It?
Vernon Said Yesterday After Dinner, That He And Some Others--Bully,
I Think, Among The Rest--Had Been Driven By The Rain Up Into
Charles'S Room; And When They Had Lugged Him Out Of His Bed, They
Attacked Him So Violently Upon What He Did At The Bath, That He Was
Obliged To Have Recourse, As He Did Last Year, To An Absolute Denial
Of The Fact. The Imagination Of Tat Which Seems To Have Been My Vocation, C'Est Fait De Moi; I
Must Declare Myself Good For Nothing. I Carried Yesterday The
Regalia. The Cup Has Been New Boiled, And Looks Quite Royal.
Sir L. Pepys Was With Me In The Morning, And Thought My Pulse Very
Quiet, Which Could Only Have Been From The Fatigue Of The Day
Before--Juste Dieu! Fatigue, Of Going 8 Or 9 Miles, My Legs On The
Foreseat, And Reposing My Head On Jones'S Shoulder. The Duke Would
Make Her Go, And Everybody. He Thinks That I Am Now The Most
Helpless Creature In The World, When, From Infirmity, I Want Ten
Times More Aid Than I Ever Did. Sir Lucas Pronounced No Immediate
End Of Myself, But That I Should Continue To Bark, With Hemlock.
I'Ll Do Anything For Some Time Longer, But My Patience Will, I See,
After A Certain Time, Be Exhausted. As To Poor Pierre, It Is Over
With Him. Sir Lucas Says The Disorder Is Past All Remedy. This Is A
Most Distressful Story To Me, And How To Supply His Place I Do Not
Know.
With This Letter A Correspondence, Unique And Delightful, Extending
Over Many Years, Ends. At Its Close We May Well Recall Lord
Carlisle'S Words Written Fourteen Years Before, "I Shall Always Be
Grateful To Fortune," He Said, ". . . For Having Linked Me In So
Close A Friendship With Yourself, In Spite Of Disparity Of Years And
Chapter 17 Pg 128Pursuits." Selwyn Returned To London Shortly Before Christmas, And
Died On The 25Th Of January, 1791. On This Very Day Walpole, With A
Touching Simplicity And Truth, Wrote To Miss Berry, "I Am On The
Point Of Losing, Or Have Lost, My Oldest Acquaintance And Friend,
George Selwyn, Who Was Yesterday At The Extremity. These
Misfortunes, Tho' They Can Be So But For A Short Time, Are Very
Sensible To The Old; But Him I Really Loved Not Only For His
Infinite Wit, But For A Thousand Good Qualities."
(Index)Pg 129
A
Abergavenny, Lord
Abingdon, Lord
Adams, John
Ailesbury, Lady
Albemarle, Lady
Almack'S Assembly Rooms, King Street, St. James'; Masquerade
At; Masquerade Stopped By Bishops; Extinct.
Almack'S Club, Pall Mall; Events At; Thriving; Selwyn And Fox At
Supper At; Selwyn'S "Bureau;" Selwyn Avoids; House Occupied
By.
Alston, Tommy
Althorp, Lord
Amelia, Princess
America--Lord Carlisle, Peace Commissioner To; Gower, Lord, On
Independence Of; Fitzpatrick In; Colonies, Bad News From;
Question Of; Storer, With Carlisle In; News From; Colonies In; His
Majesty'S Subjects In; Prohibitory Bill; Selwyn On The War In;
Letter-Writing Between England And; Selwyn Regarding Politics In;
Want Of Interest In Society Concerning; Fox'S Motion To Conclude
Peace With; Public Interest In; Motion As To; President Of
Congress.
Amhurst, Lord
Andre, Major
Androche, Marshal
Argyle, Fifth Duke Of
Arnold, Benedict
Ascough, Mr.
Ashburnham, Second Earl Of
Ashburton, Lord, See Dunning
Ashton, Thomas
Ashton, Mr.
Assembly Of Notables, National
Astley, Mr.
Aston, Sir W.
Auckland, First Lord, See Eden
Aylesford (Ailsford) Lord; Lord Of The Bedchamber
B
Baker, Dr.
(Index)Pg 130Balbi, Comtesse De
Balliol College
Baltimore, Lord
Bampton Lectures (Dr. White'S)
"Baptist," The, See Henry St. John
Barbot'S Lottery
Barker, Mr.
Barrington, Lord
Barry, Mme. Du "Anecdotes Of"
Barry, Richard, Sixth Earl Of Barrymore,
Barry, Richard, Seventh Earl Of Barrymore
Barry, Mr.
Barrymore, Lady
Barrymore, Lord, See Barry
Barth, Mrs.
Basilico
Bath
Beauchamp, Lord
Beauclerk, Topham; Married To Lady Bolingbroke
Beaufort, Duke Of
Beckford, Alderman
Beckford, William, Son Of Alderman Beckford, Author And Collector
Bedford, Fourth Duke Of
Bedford, Fifth Duke Of
Bedford, Duchess Of
Bedford Faction
Bedford House; Parties At
Belgiojoso
Berkeley, Lord
Berry, Agnes
Berry, Mary
Bertie, Lord
Besbborough, Lord
"Betty, Lady," See Howard, Lady Elizabeth
Biron, Duchesse De
Biron, Admiral, See Byron
Biron, Mrs.
Biron, Duc De
Blake, Miss
Blake, Mr.
Blake, Mrs.
Blandford, Lord
Blaquiere, Sir John
Blenheim
gh And Cynthia Were Drinking, And By Midnight Both Of Them Were
Drunk, Too Drunk Any Longer To Think Clearly. As They Danced, Hugh Was
Aware Of Nothing But Cynthia'S Body, Her Firm Young Body Close To His.
His Blood Beat With The Pounding Of The Drums. He Held Her Tighter And
Tighter--The Gymnasium, The Other Couples, A Swaying Mist Before His
Eyes.
When The Dance Ended, Cynthia Whispered Huskily, "Ta-Take Me Somewhere,
Hugh."
Strangely Enough, He Got The Significance Of Her Words At Once. His
Blood Raced, And He Staggered So Crazily That Cynthia Had To Hold Him By
The Arm.
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