“Sunday morning she railed at him before all the Court upon getting
drunk in her company, and upon his gallantry and coquetry with
Princess Amelia, running up and down the steps with her. When somebody
told him the Queen was there and saw him, his answer was: ‘What do I
care for the Queen?’
“He stood all her jokes not only with French impudence, but with Irish
assurance. For all you say I don’t wonder I blushed for him, and
wished for half his stock. I wonder at her making it so public.
“Nobody has made a song; if Mr. Hambleton will make one that shall
praise the Queen and the Royal Family’s good humour, and expose as
much as he pleases the folly of Lord Grantham and Lord Lifford,
I will show it to the Prince, and I know he won’t tell whom he
had it from, for I have lately obliged him with a sight of _Mrs.
Fitzwilliam’s Litany_; and he has promised he will not say he had it
from me. So I must beg you to say nothing of this to Lady Strafford,
for she will write it for news to Lady Charlotte Roussie, and then I
shall have Mrs. Fitz. angry with me, and the Prince laughing at me for
not being able to be my own counsellor, as I fear you laugh now. But
if you betray me, I make a solemn vow I will never tell you anything
again.
“The Queen continues very kind and obliging in her sayings to me, and
gave me t’other day an opportunity to tell her of my circumstances.
As we were driving by Chelsea, she asked me what that walled place
was called. I told her Chelsea Park, and in the time of the Bubbles
’twas designed for the Silkworms.[18] She asked me if I was not in
the Bubbles. With a sigh I answered: ‘Yes; that and my fire had made
me worse than nothing.’ Some time after, when I did not think she saw
me, I was biting my nails. She called to me and said: ‘Oh, fie! Mr.
Wentworth, you bite your nails very prettily.’ I begged her pardon
for doing so in her presence, but I said I did it for vexation of my
circumstances, and to save a crown from Dr. Lamb for cutting them.
She said she was sorry I had anything to vex me, and I did well to
save my money. The Prince told her I was one of the most diligent
servants he ever saw. I bowed and smiled as if I thought he bantered
me. He understood me, and therefore repeated again that he meant it
seriously, and upon his word he thought that the Queen was happy in
having so good a servant. I told him it was a great satisfaction to me
to meet with His Royal Highness’s approbation. He clapped his hand on
my shoulder, and assured me that I had it.
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