‘Too many women and nothing to show for it,’ he surmised.
Then he became annoyed at being so cynical about himself, as he had seldom been before in his life.
‘It would be irritating,’ he reflected, ‘if Waincliffe could boast that he has a better collection of anything than I have at The Castle.’
His letters, as there were so many of them, took longer than he expected and he had to assure Mr. Walters that he would finish them off after he had returned from Marlborough House to pick up his luggage.
“I don’t want to seem a nuisance, my Lord,” Mr. Walters said, “but you started a letter last week to the Duke of Devonshire and you have not yet finished it.”
“If I remember he was asking me a lot of questions to which I had no answer, but put it out for me and I will finish it before I leave
