most delicate critic in his own language, welt versed in both
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poet. He has just undertaken to become my French master for
pronunciation, and he gives me long daily lessons in reading.
Pray expect wonderful improvements! In return, I hear him in
English; and for his theme, this evening he has been writing an
English address "… Mr. Burney," (ie. M. le Docteur), joining in
Madame de Stael's request.

I hope your last club was more congenial? M. de Talleyrand
insists on conveying this letter for you. He has been on a visit
here, and returns again on Wednesday. He is a man of admirable
conversation, quick, terse, fin, and yet deep, to the extreme of
those four words. They are a marvellous set for excess of
agreeability.




"THIS ENCHANTING MONSIEUR D'ARBLAY."

(Fanny Burney to Mrs. Locke.)
Mickleham.
Your kind letter, my beloved Fredy, was most thankfully received,
and we rejoice the house and situation promise so much local
comfort; but I quite fear with you that even the bas bleu will
not recompense the loss of the "Junipre" society. It is, indeed,