am going to say, as my honour: I am proud to be thought an
Englishman: yet I think as highly of every worthy man of every nation
under the sun, as I do of the worthy men of my own. I am not of a
contemptible race in my own country. My father lives in it with the
magnificence of a prince. He loves his son; yet I presume to add, that
that son deems his good name his riches; his integrity his grandeur.
Princes, though they are entitled by their rank to respect, are princes
to him only as they act.

A few words more, my lord.

I have been of the hearing, not of the speaking side of the question, in
the two last conferences I had the honour to hold with your lordship.
Once you unkindly mentioned the word triumph. The word at the time went
to my heart. When I can subdue the natural warmth of my temper, then,
and then only, I have a triumph. I should not have remembered this, had
I not now, my lord, on this solemn occasion, been received by you with an
indignant eye. I respect your lordship too much not to take notice of
this angry reception. My silence upon it, perhaps, would look like
subscribing before this illustrious company to the justice of your
contempt: yet I mean no other notice than this; and this to demonstrate
that I was not, in my own opinion at least, absolutely unworthy of the
favour I met with from the father, the mother, the brothers, you so
justly honour, and which I wished to stand in with you.

And now, my lord, allow me the honour of your hand; and, as I have given
you no cause for displeasure, say, that you will remember me with
kindness, as I shall honour you and your whole family to the last day of
my life.

The general heard me out; but it was with great emotion. He accepted not
my hand; he returned not any answer: the bishop arose, and, taking him
aside, endeavoured to calm him.

I addressed myself to the two young lords, and said, that if ever their
curiosity led them to visit England, where I hoped to be in a few months,
I should be extremely glad of cultivating their esteem and favour, by the
best offices I could do them.

They received my civility with politeness.

I addressed myself next to Lady Laurana--May you, madam, the friend, the
intimate, the chosen companion of Lady Clementina, never know the
hundredth part of the woe that fills the breast of the man before you,
for the calamity that has befallen your admirable cousin, and, because of
that, a whole excellent family. Let me recom