He was greatly pleased with his reception.  The King treated him with marked distinction.  The Queen, who had already incurred much censure on account of the favour which, in spite of the ordinary severity of her virtue, she had shown to the “elegant Marian,” was not less gracious to Hastings.  The Directors received him in a solemn sitting; and their chairman read to him a vote of thanks which they had passed without one dissentient voice.  “I find myself,” said Hastings, in a letter written about a quarter of a year after his arrival in England, “I find myself everywhere, and universally, treated with evidences, apparent even to my own observation, that I possess the good opinion of my country.”

The confident and exulting tone of his correspondence about this time is the more remarkable, because he had already received ample notice of the attack which was in preparation.  Within a week after he landed at Plymouth, Burke gave notice in the House of Commons of a motion seriously affecting a gentleman lately returned from India.  The Session, however, was then so far advanced, that it was impossible to enter on so extensive and important a subject.

Hastings, it is clear, was not sensible of the danger of his position.  Indeed that sagacity, that judgment, that readiness in devising expedients, which had distinguished him in the East, seemed now to have forsaken him; not that his abilities were at all impaired; not that he was not still the same man who had triumphed over Francis and Nuncomar, who had made the Chief justice and the Nabob Vizier his tools, who had deposed Cheyte Sing, and repelled Hyder Ali.  But an oak, as Mr. Grattan finely said, should not be transplanted at fifty.  A man who having left England when a boy, returns to it after thirty or forty years passed in India, will find, be his talents what they may, that he has much both to learn and to unlearn before he can take a place among English statesmen.  The working of a representative system, the war of parties, the arts of debate, the influence of the press, are startling novelties to him.  Surrounded on every side by new machines and new tactics, he is as much bewildered as Hannibal would have been at Waterloo, or Themistocles at Trafalgar.  His very acuteness deludes him.  His very vigour causes him to stumble.  The more correct his maxims, when applied to the state of society to which he is accustomed, the more certain they are to lead him astray.  This was strikingly the case with Hastings.  In India he had a bad hand; but he was master of the game, and he won every stake.  In England he held excellent cards, if he had known how to play them; and it was chiefly by his own errors that he was brought to the verge of ruin.