, thought it was her — all in the wrong — the lady stared, so did I — I
blushed
, so did
not
the lady, — sad thing — wish women had
more modesty
. Talking of women, puts me in mind of my terrier Fanny — how is she? Got a headache, must go to bed, up early in the morning to travel. My
protégé
breakfasts with me; parting spoils my appetite — excepting from Southwell. Mem.