I had but one interview with him, and that was essentially disagreeable." Having remained two days in London, and having participated, as far as those two days would allow him, in the general horror occasioned by the wickedness and success of Mr.
Daubeny, he started for Dresden.
He found Lord Brentford living in a spacious house, with a huge garden round it, close upon the northern confines of the town.
Dresden, taken altogether, is a clean cheerful city, and strikes the stranger on his first entrance as a place in which men are gregarious, busy, full of merriment, and pre-eminently social.

Such is the happy appearance of but few towns either in the old or the new world, and is hardly more common in Germany than elsewhere.
Leipsic is decidedly busy, but does not look to be social.

Vienna is sufficiently gregarious, but its streets are melancholy.

Munich is social, but lacks the hum of business.

Frankfort is both practical and picturesque, but it is dirty, and apparently averse to mirth.
Dresden has much to recommend it, and had Lord Brentford with his daughter come abroad in quest of comfortable easy social life, his choice would have been well made.