ABSTRACT
I returned to Hanover-square, where I found a large party assembled to dinner; among others it was again my misfortune to meet the Duke of Heartwing. – Our greeting was mutually cold and ceremonious; his Grace’s pride and my contempt seemed destined to hold a perpetual contest; he determined to demand as I to deny that homage, which too oft en debases human nature. Lord Kencarth was in high spirits, and repeatedly announced to his guests that the party was made for the purpose of ‘seasoning his tutor.’
