at eight at night, and have nothing from breakfast to that hour. But
I give tea and bread and butter, of which Prince Ausberg and Lamberg
partake with pleasure. The Prince, having no opportunity of making
love, does nothing but talk of his new flame, which is Lady A. Hatton.
I put him right; for he thought she spelt her name with two _rr_,
instead of two _tt_.

I rejoice at your having Aprile again; pray, tell him so: for I know
the rapid progress you will make under his care.

My cold is near gone. The worst is, my room smokes confoundedly; and
so do all the other rooms, except the King's.

Adieu, my dear Emma! Amuse yourself as well as you can; and believe
me, ever, your's alone, with the utmost confidence,

W.H.




X.


Persano, Friday Night,
[Jan. 13th, 1792.]

We have had a miserable cold day, but good sport. I killed two boars,
and a doe; the King, nineteen boars, two stags, two does, and a
porcupine. He is happy beyond expression.