In power a servant, out of power a friend. However, being refused a Peerage, the great object of his ambition, he broke with the Minister, and attached himself to the Prince of Wales, but was undermined by Lyttelton. He renewed his connexions with Sir Robert Walpole, and was made a Lord of the Treasury; but deserted him again on his decline, and contributed greatly to carry the western elections in 1741, against the Court. He continued in Opposition during Lord Granville’s administration; but came into place again on the Coalition, and was Treasurer of the Navy. However, he again quitted the Court, and renewed his engagements with the Prince, and had a new place erected for him at Leicester House, that of Treasurer of the Chambers, for which, when he went to kiss hands at St. James’s, the King burst out a laughing in his face. The Prince’s family were exceedingly averse to receive him again amongst them, and treated him with great contempt, which made Nugent, but a little before the Prince’s death, tell the Princess, that he thought, considering Doddington was united with them, that he was too ill treated there. She replied with warmth, “However the Prince himself treats him, depend upon it he can never forgive him. He knows that even since his coming this last time into his service, he has said of the Prince, _Il a une telle tête, et un tel cœur, qu’on ne peut rien faire avec lui_.”--(Vide Appendix.) [92] On the birth-day of the Prince of Wales, in 1759, Doddington standing in the circle, the Princess passed him without speaking; the Prince just spoke to him, but affected to cough, and walked on; the little Princes, less apprized of his history, and accustomed to see him there, talked a good deal to him. Charles Townshend, who stood behind and observed this scene, leaned forward, and in a half whisper, cried, “Doddington, you are d--d well with the youngest.” [93] It was common for the Prince, after dinner, to toast to Dr. Lee’s being soon Chancellor of the Exchequer. December 19th, 1758.--Yesterday morning, died suddenly, in his chair, at his house in St. James’s-square, the Right Hon. Sir George Lee, Knight, Doctor of Laws, Dean of the Arches, Judge of the Prerogative Court of Canterbury, member of Parliament for Launceston, in Cornwall, and one of his Majesty’s Most Honourable Privy Council.