They were vociferously grateful for any assuring word about the United States.

It's strange how very little the provincial Englander knows about what we have done and mean to do.

They took the speech finely, and I have had good letters about it from all sorts of people in every part of the Kingdom.
Then followed five days of luncheons and dinners and garden parties--and (what I set out to say) I got back to London last night dead tired.

To-day your mother and I came here--about twenty-five miles from London--for a fortnight.
This is Bulwer-Lytton's house--a fine old English place hired this year by Lady Strafford, whom your mother is visiting for a fortnight or more, and they let me come along, too.

They have given me the big library, as good a room as I want--with as bad pens as they can find in the Kingdom.
Your mother is tired, too.