could not have found it out, and so—she wants me to dine there next Sunday.
Murray prospers, as far as circulation. For my part, I adhere (in liking) to my Fragment. It is no wonder that I wrote one—my mind is a fragment.
Lord Gower, Tierney
, etc., in the square. Took leave of Lord Gower, who is going to Holland and Germany. He tells me that he carries with him a parcel of
Harolds
and
Giaours
, etc., for the readers of Berlin, who, it seems, read English, and have taken a caprice for mine. Um!—have I been