At once my tongue was unloosed.

I seemed to rise right above the roofs of London, beneath which I had been but a wandering atom a few minutes ago.

I talked of my wonderful father, and Great Will, and Pitt, and the Peerage.

I amazed them with my knowledge.

When I finished a long recital of Great Will's chase of the deer, by saying that I did not care about politics (I meant, in my own mind, that Pitt was dull in comparison), they laughed enormously, as if I had fired them off.