We went around, and, worn out with fatigue, dropped upon a bench.
"The man began to whisper, putting his mouth to an opening in the wall; we heard noises, but could not tell what he said.
"To my amazement, this very respectable-looking elderly gentleman, as we passed him in going out, whispered again, and as this time he put his mouth close to my ear, I understood! He said, 'If you will give anything for the whisper, it will be gratefully received.' There are notices all over the church forbidding fees, and I felt that the man was a beggar at best--more properly a pickpocket.
"A figure of Dr.Johnson stands in one of the aisles of the church.

It must be like him, for it is exceedingly ugly.
"September 3.

We have been three weeks in London 'out of season,' but with plenty of letters.

At present we have as many acquaintances as we desire.

Last night we were at the opera, to-night we go out to dine, and to-morrow evening to a dance, the next day to Admiral Smyth's.
"The opera fatigued me, as it always does.