Mr.Carter spent his Christmas here--he dances extremely well.

Mr.Page gives us now and then the pleasure of his company.

He turns the leaves of my music for me.

Mr.Lee and I are reading Sir Charles Grandison together.
I see Mr.Nelson at Saint Anne's.' Saint Anne! Saint Griselda! Her letters are enough to make a man renounce the world, the flesh, and the devil, and turn Trappist--" "I wish the room would turn Trappist," said the other.

"I am tired of talk.