I hate the affection of keeping people waiting, and went down so quickly, that I met his facetious lordship upon the stairs.

"Devilish windy," said I, as we were getting into the carriage.
"Yes," said Vincent; "but the moral Horace reminds us of our remedies as well as our misfortune-- "'Jam galeam Pallas, et aegida, Currusque parat,'-- that is, 'Providence that prepares the gale, gives us also a great coat and a carriage.'" We were not long driving to the Palais Royal.

Very's was crowded to excess--"A very low set!" said Lord Vincent, (who, being half a liberal, is of course a thorough aristocrat) looking round at the various English who occupied the apartment.
There was, indeed, a motley congregation; country esquires; extracts from the Universities; half-pay officers; city clerks in frogged coats and mustachios; two or three of a better looking description, but in reality half swindlers half gentlemen.

All, in short, fit specimens of that wandering tribe, which spread over the continent the renown and the ridicule of good old England.

I know not why it is that we should look and act so very disgracefully abroad; but I never meet in any spot out of this happy island, a single Englishman, without instinctively blushing for my native country.
"Garcon, garcon," cried a stout gentleman, who made one of three at the table next to us.