Into these recriminations it is needless to enter; those who wish can read for themselves in the works mentioned.

A marked symptom of growing alienation was afforded by his leaving her on the 19th of December, in company with the Hamiltons, to spend the Christmas holidays at Fonthill, the seat of William Beckford.
During this visit occurred a curious incident, which shows that the exultant delight unquestionably felt by Nelson in battle did not indicate insensibility to danger, or to its customary effects upon men, but resulted from the pleasurable predominance of other emotions, which accepted danger and the startling tokens of its presence as the accompaniments, that only enhanced the majesty of the part he was called upon to play.

Beckford tells the story as follows: "I offered to show him what had been done by planting in the course of years.
Nelson mounted by my side in a phaeton, drawn by four well-trained horses, which I drove.

There was not the least danger, the horses being perfectly under my command, long driven by myself.

Singular to say, we had not gone far before I observed a peculiar anxiety in his countenance, and presently he said: 'This is too much for me, you must set me down.' I assured him that the horses were continually driven by me, and that they were perfectly under command.