In the year '26 (I think) George IV.

asked my Mother, my Sister and me down to Windsor for the first time; he had been on bad terms with my poor father when he died,--and took hardly any notice of the poor widow and little fatherless girl, who were so poor at the time of his (the Duke of Kent's) death, that they could not have travelled back to Kensington Palace had it not been for the kind assistance of my dear Uncle, Prince Leopold.

We went to Cumberland Lodge, the King living at the Royal Lodge.

Aunt Gloucester was there at the same time.

When we arrived at the Royal Lodge the King took me by the hand, saying: 'Give me your little paw.' He was large and gouty but with a wonderful dignity and charm of manner.