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Hours passed on it became time to dress I rung for Bedos dressed with my usual elaborateness of pains great emotions interfere little with the mechanical operations of life and drove to Guloseton's.
I concluded with repeating the expressions my gratitude suggested, and after declining all interference with Lord Guloseton's votes, ventured to add, that had I interfered, it would have been in support of Dawton; not as a man, but a minister not as an individual friend, but a public servant.
Hours passed on it became time to dress I rung for Bedos dressed with my usual elaborateness of pains great emotions interfere little with the mechanical operations of life and drove to Guloseton's.
I concluded with repeating the expressions my gratitude suggested, and after declining all interference with Lord Guloseton's votes, ventured to add, that had I interfered, it would have been in support of Dawton; not as a man, but a minister not as an individual friend, but a public servant.
Guloseton overwhelmed me with his thanks. I remounted the stairs with him took every opportunity of ingratiating myself received an invitation to dinner on the following day, and left Willis's transported at the goodness of my fortune. At the hour of eight on the ensuing evening, I had just made my entrance into Lord Guloseton's drawing-room.
I placed Guloseton's letter before me, and as I read it once more in order to reply to it, the disinterested kindness and delicacy of one, whom I had long, in the injustice of my thoughts, censured as selfish, came over me so forcibly, and contrasted so deeply with the hollowness of friends more sounding, alike in their profession and their creeds, that the tears streamed fast and gushingly from my eyes.
Guloseton overwhelmed me with his thanks. I remounted the stairs with him took every opportunity of ingratiating myself received an invitation to dinner on the following day, and left Willis's transported at the goodness of my fortune. At the hour of eight on the ensuing evening, I had just made my entrance into Lord Guloseton's drawing-room.
In solo vivendi causa palato est. Juvenal. They would talk of nothing but high life, and high-lived company; with other fashionable topics, such as pictures, taste, Shakspeare, and the musical glasses. Vicar of Wakefield. The reflections which closed the last chapter, will serve to show that I was in no very amiable or convivial temper, when I drove to Lord Guloseton's dinner.
I placed Guloseton's letter before me, and as I read it once more in order to reply to it, the disinterested kindness and delicacy of one, whom I had long, in the injustice of my thoughts, censured as selfish, came over me so forcibly, and contrasted so deeply with the hollowness of friends more sounding, alike in their profession and their creeds, that the tears streamed fast and gushingly from my eyes.
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