However, we all were as still as death while the wiping of eyes and the blowing of noses proceeded.

At last Lord Holland contrived to restore our spirits; but, before the Duchess went away, she managed to have a tete-a-tete with Graham, and, I have no doubt, begged and blubbered to some purpose.

I could not help thinking how many honest stout-hearted fellows are left to die on the most unhealthy stations for want of being related to some Duchess who has been handsome, or to some Duchess's daughter who still is so.
The Duchess said one thing that amused us.

We were talking about Lady Morgan.

"When she first came to London," said Lord Holland, "I remember that she carried a little Irish harp about with her wherever she went." Others denied this.