I spent my time when I got there wandering around over the grounds, which were like Barnum's circus multiplied by thousands.

It was a beautiful day and quite the most remarkable sight of my life.

Much more wonderful than Johnstown, so you see it must have impressed me.

We were five hours getting back, the people singing all the way and pelting one another and saying funny impudent things.
My rooms are something gorgeous.

They are on the first floor, looking into Piccadilly from a court, and they are filled with Hogarth's prints, old silver, blue and white china, Zulu weapons and fur rugs, and easy chairs of India silk.