Wrote to<\/p>\n
It don\u2019t matter when one riz \u2015 for it was pitch dark \u2015 No hope of work \u2015 thick fog \u2015 opposite houses unseen.<\/p>\n
So I lit a lamp at breakfast & arranged drawings till 11.30 & at 12 it grew lighter.<\/p>\n
Then, \u2015 Dickenson<\/a> came, & once more the \u201cCedars\u201d are \u201cbefore me\u201d also the Damascus & Beir\u00fbt \u2015 unfinished, but framed & glazed, & the Bethlehem & Interlaken \u2015 ditto. \u2015 How & when are these to be complete \u2015 & \u2015\u2015 which is importanter, \u2015 sold? And the inexorable bill for frames, paid?<\/p>\n Well, \u2015 all the back room is done by 2. \u2015 At 2.30 came \u201cJoinville<\/a>\u201d \u201cParis<\/a>,[\u201d] & \u201cChartres<\/a>[\u201d] \u2015 & it is really pleasant to shew them: for not only are they all scrupulous & gentlemanly in consideration & manner, \u2015 but they know the places, appreciate the views, \u2015 & to boot are jovial & light-hearted. \u2015 \u02c7[H.R.H.] The Count de Paris, though, looks ill: \u2015 ha is truly a nice fellow. \u02c7[H.R.H.] Duc de Chartres \u2015 had had a tooth out. The Uncle, tho\u2019 deaf, is very agreeable & clever. Then \u201cH.R.H.\u201d \u2015 remind me of dear Bob Hornby<\/a>\u2019s rebuke, & a proper one, to me, when I wrote of the \u201cCambridges.\u201d \u201cput H.R.H. before the name if you please.\u201d<\/p>\n At 5 I walked to Mr. Morier<\/a>\u2019s & sate there a little time. The kindly ancient diplomat & his daughter.<\/p>\n