"Forgotten—oh! he spoilt his elegant talents in writing German and Italian twaddle with all the rawness of a Yankee. He ought never to have left America, at least in literature:—there was an uncontested and glorious field for him. He should have been managing Director of the Hudson Bay Company, and lived all his life among the beavers."
"I think there's nothing more pleasant, Mr. Grey, than talking over the season in the country, in August."
"Nothing more agreeable. It was dull, though, last season, very dull; I think the game cannot be kept going another year. If it wasn't for the General Election, we really must have a war for variety's sake. Peace gets quite a bore. Every body you dine with commands a good cuisine, and gives you twelve different wines, all perfect. And as for Dr. Henderson, he is the amateur importer for the whole nation. We cannot bear this any longer;
