“The great difference,” said I, “which I think there is between Mr. Seward and Mr. Crutchley, who in some things are very much alike, is this—­Mr. Seward has a great deal of vanity and no pride, Mr. Crutchley a great deal of pride and no vanity.”

“just, and true, and wise!” said dear Mrs. Thrale, “for Seward is always talking of himself, and always with approbation; Mr. Crutchley seldom mentions himself, and when he does, it is with dislike.  And which have I, most pride or most vanity?”

“Oh, most vanity, certa!” quoth I.

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At Supper we had only Sir Philip and Mr. Crutchley.  The conversation of the morning was then again renewed. —

“Oh!” cried Mrs. Thrale, “what a smoking did Miss Burney give Mr. Crutchley!”

“A smoking, indeed!” cried He.  “Never had I such a one before!  Never did I think to get such a character!  I had no notion of it.”

“Nay, then,” said I, “why should you, now?”

“But what is all this?” cried Sir Philip, delighted enough at any mischief between Mr. Crutchley and me, or between any male and female, for he only wishes something to go forward, And thinks a quarrel or dispute next best to foridness and flirting.

“Why, Miss Burney,” answered she, “gave Mr, Crutchley this morning a noble trimming.  I had always thought him very humble, but she shewed me my mistake, and said I had not distinguished pride from vanity.”

“Oh, never was I so mauled in my life,” said he.

Enough, however, of this rattle, which lasted till we all went to bed, and which Mrs. Thrale most kindly kept up, by way of rioting me from thinking, and which Mr. Crutchley himself bore with the utmost good nature, from having noticed that I was out of spirits. . . .

July 2-The other morning Mrs. Thrale ran hastily into my room, her eyes full of tears, and cried,—­

“What an extraordinary man is this Crutchley!  I declare he has quite melted me!  He came to me just now, and thinking I was uneasy I could do no more for Perkins,(142) though he cared not himself if the man were drowned, he offered to lend him a thousand pounds, merely by way of giving pleasure to me!”

Miss Sophy STREATHIELD is commented on

Well-it was, I think, Saturday, Aug. 25, that Mrs Thrale brought me back.(143) We then took up Mr. Crutchley, who had come to his town-house upon business, and who accompanied us thither for a visit of three days.

In the evening Mr. Seward also came.  He has been making the western tour, and gave us, with a seriousness that kept me continually grinning, some account of a doctor, apothecary, or ‘chemist’ belonging to every town at which he had stopped.

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And when we all laughed at his thus following up the faculty, he undauntedly said,—­

“I think it the best way to get information; I know no better method to learn what is going forward anywhere than to send for the chief physician of the place, so I commonly consult him the first day I stop at a place, and when I have fee’d him, and made acquaintance, he puts me in a way to find out what is worth looking at.”