But dreary as this life of routine was to the unfortunate victim, we venture to assure the reader that he will find the victim’s account of it very far from dreary.  Indeed, these pages might almost be instanced to show from what unpromising materials a person endowed with humour and observation can construct a singularly entertaining narrative.  Our wonder is that neither the monotony of her official duties, nor the insipidity of her associates, nor even the odious tyranny of her colleague, could wholly subdue in the author of “Evelina” and “Cecilia” that bright and humorous disposition to which the following pages bear frequent testimony.-ED.] 400

The MISCHIFF-making keeper of the robes.

Tuesday, Aug. 15.-This morning we all breakfasted together, and at about twelve o’clock we set off again for Windsor.

Lord Harcourt came into the breakfast room with abundance of civil speeches upon his pleasure in renewing our acquaintance, and the Miss Vernons parted with me like wholly different people from those I met.

As soon as I returned to the queen’s Lodge at Windsor, I called upon Mrs. Schwellenberg.  I found her still occupied concerning the newspaper business about Mrs. Hastings.  She was more than ever irritated against Mr. Fairly for his information, and told me she was sure he must have said it to her on purpose, and that she wished people might hold their tongue:  but that she was bent upon having satisfaction, and therefore she had sent for Mrs. Hastings, and informed her of the whole business.

I was not only sorry, but frightened, lest any mischief should arise through misrepresentations and blunders, between Mr. Fairly and Mr. Hastings:  however, this imprudent step was taken already, and not to be called back.

She protested she was determined to insist that Mr. Fairly should produce the very paper that had mentioned the queen, which she should show, and have properly noticed.

I, on the other side, instantly resolved to speak myself to Mr. Fairly, to caution him by no means to be led into seeking any such paper, or into keeping such a search awake; for, with the best intentions in the world, I saw him on the point of being made the object of vindictive resentment to Mr. Hastings, or of indignant displeasure to the queen herself,-so wide-spreading is the power of misapprehension over the most innocent conversation.

I saw, however, nothing of Mr. Fairly till tea-time; indeed, except by very rare chance, I never see any of the king’s people but at that meeting.  Mrs. Schwellenberg was then present, and nothing could I do.  Major Price and Mr. Fisher were of the party.  Mr. Fairly fortunately had letters to write, and hastily left us, after taking one dish of tea.  The moment he was gone Mrs. Schwellenberg said she had forgot to speak 401

to him about the newspaper, and told Major Price to ask him for it.  Major Price assented with a bow only, and the matter dropped.