"May 5. 1814.
"Do you go to the Lady Cahir's this even? If you do--and whenever
we are bound to the same follies--let us embark in the same 'Shippe
of Fooles.' I have been up till five, and up at nine; and feel
heavy with only winking for the last three or four nights.
"I lost my party and place at supper trying to keep out of the way
of * * * *. I would have gone away altogether, but that would have
appeared a worse affectation than t'other. You are of course
engaged to dinner, or we may go quietly together to my box at
Covent Garden, and afterwards to this assemblage. Why did you go
away so soon?
"Ever, &c.
"P.S. _Ought not_ R * * * fe's supper to have been a dinner?
Jackson is here, and I must fatigue myself into spirits."
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