aricatures of that
remarkably able artist who calls himself H. B. In about half an hour
Lady Georgiana Grey, and the Countess, made their appearance. We had
some pleasant talk, and they made many apologies. The Earl, they said,
was unexpectedly delayed by a question which had arisen in the Lords.
Lady Holland arrived soon after, and gave me a most gracious reception;
shook my hand very warmly, and told me, in her imperial decisive manner,
that she had talked with all the principal men on our side about my
speech, that they all agreed that it was the best that had been made
since the death of Fox, and that it was more like Fox's speaking than
anybody's else. Then she told me that I was too much worked, that I must
go out of town, and absolutely insisted on my going to Holland House to
dine, and take a bed, on the next day on which there is no Parliamentary
business. At eight we went to dinner. Lord Howick took his father's
place, and we feasted very luxuriously. At nine Lord Grey came from the
House with Lord Durham, Lord Holland, and the Duke of Richmond. They
dined on the remains of our dinner with great expedition, as they had to
go to a Cabinet Council at ten. Of course I had scarcely any talk with
Lord Grey. He was, however, extremely polite to me, and so were his
colleagues. I liked the ways of the family.

I picked up some news from these Cabinet Ministers. There is to be
a Coronation on quite a new plan; no banquet in Westminster Hall, no
feudal services, no champion, no procession from the Abbey to the Hall,
and back again. But there is to be a service in the Abbey. All the Peers
are to come in state and in their robes, and the King is to take the
oaths, and be crowned and anointed in their presence. The spectacle will
be finer than usual to the multitude out of doors. The few hundreds who
could obtain admittance to the Hall will be the only losers.

Ever yours

T. B. M.

To Hannah M. Macaulay.

London: July 8, 1831.

My dear Sister,--Since I wrote to you I have been out to dine and sleep
at Holland House. We had a very agreeable and splendid party; among
others the Duke and Duchess of Richmond, and the Marchioness of
Clanricarde, who, you know, is the daughter of Canning. She is very
beautiful, and very like her father, with eyes full of fire, and great
expression in all her features. She and I had a great deal of talk. She
showed much cleverness and information, but, I thought, a little more of
politic