Your friend, Mr. Fane,(356) would not come for us last night, nor will vote till after the Westminster election:  be is brought into parliament by the Duke of Bedford,(357) and is unwilling to disoblige him in this.  We flattered ourselves with better success; for last Friday, after sitting till two in the morning we carried a Cornish election in four divisions-the first by a majority of six, then of twelve, then of fourteen, and lastly by thirty-six.  You can’t imagine the zeal of the young men on both sides:  Lord Fitzwilliam, Lord Hartington, and my friend Coke (358) on ours, are warm as possible; Lord Quarendon (359) and Sir Francis Dashwood (360) are as violent on theirs:  the former speaks often and well.  But I am talking to you of nothing but parliament; why, really, all one’s ideas are stuffed with it, and you yourself will not dislike to hear things so material.  The Opposition who invent every method of killing Sir R., intend to make us sit on Saturdays; but how mean and dirty is it, how scandalous! when they can’t ruin him by the least plausible means, to murder him by denying him air and exercise.(361) There was a strange affair happened on Saturday; it was strange, yet very English.  One Nourse, an old gamester, said, in the coffee-house, that Mr. Shuttleworth, a member, only pretended to be ill.  This was told to Lord Windsor,(362) his friend, who quarrelled with Nourse, and the latter challenged him.  My lord replied, he would not fight him, he was too old.  The other replied, he was not too old to fight with pistols.  Lord Windsor still refused:  Nourse, in a rage, went home and cut his own throat.  This was one of the odd ways in which men are made.

I have scarce seen Lady Pomfret lately, but I am sure Lord Lincoln is not going to marry her daughter.  I am not surprised at her sister being shy of receiving civilities from you-that was English too!

Say a great deal for me to the Chutes.  How I envy your snug suppers!  I never have such suppers!  Trust me, if we fall, all the grandeur, all the envied grandeur of our house, will not cost me a sigh:  it has given me no pleasure while we have it, and will give me no pain when I part with it.  My liberty, my ease, and choice of my own friends and company, will sufficiently counterbalance the crowds of Downing-street.  I am so sick of it all, that if we are victorious or not, I propose leaving England in the spring,.  Adieu!  Yours, ever and ever.

(355) William clayton, Lord Sundon, in Ireland, so created in 1735.  His wife was a favourite of Queen Caroline, to whom she was mistress of the robes.

(356) Charles Fane, Only son of Lord Viscount Fane, whom he succeeded, had been minister at Florence.

(357) John Russell, fourth Duke of Bedford.-D.

(358) Edward, Lord Viscount Coke, only son of the Earl of Leicester.  He died in 1753.

(359) George Henry Lee, Lord Viscount Quarendon, eldest son of the Earl of Lichfield, whom he succeeded in that title.