[...]had ever kwn before. We staid sometime in this Conservatory looking at the beautiful exotics, and talking of thing else but of them and the weather; and it was t till we had been there more than half-an-hour that I discovered that we were quite alone. We immediately returned to the ball-room, where, luckily, our absence had t been discovered, and in a few minutes were whirling round in a most delightful waltz. But I have forgotten the rest of the company. Foremost in dignity was the Countess Auk, of Stornaway Rock, in the Hebrides; and with her were her two nieces, Lady Isabella Snipe and the Hourable Miss Woodcock. I saw Mr. Reynard, the[...].