from Mountnorris
—I dine with Ward;—Canning is to be there, Frere
and Sharpe
, perhaps Gifford. I am to be one of "the five" (or rather six), as Lady —— said a little sneeringly yesterday. They are all good to meet, particularly Canning, and—Ward, when he likes. I wish I may be well enough to listen to these intellectuals.
No letters to-day;—so much the better,—there are no answers. I must not dream again;—it spoils even reality. I will go out of doors, and see what the fog will do for me.
has been here: the boxing world much as usual;—but the club increases. I shall dine at Crib's