P.S.—I have forgotten something. I suggest this title: "Knowing the World; or, Not So Bad As We Seem."
The same.
Devonshire Terrace, Tuesday Night, March 4th, 1851.
My dear Bulwer,
I know you will be glad to hear what I have to tell you.
I wrote to the Duke of Devonshire this morning, enclosing him the rough proof of the scheme, and plainly telling him what we wanted, i.e., to play for the first time at his house, to the Queen and Court. Within a couple of hours he wrote me as follows:
"Dear Sir,
"I have read with very great interest the prospectus of the new endowment which you have confided to my perusal.
"Your manner of doing so is a proof that I am honoured by your goodwill and approbation.
"I'm truly happy to offer you my earnest and sincere co-operation. My services, my house, and my subscription will be at your orders. And I beg you to let me see you before long, not merely to converse upon this subject, but because I have long had the greatest wish to improve our acquaintance, which has, as yet, been only one of crowded rooms."