Went to see the Palace of Bourbon, belonging to the Prince of Condé. It is a City.
The Apartements of the Prince, are very rich, and elegant. The Gallery has many fine
Paintings. But I have no Taste for ringing the Changes of Mirrors, Gold, Silver, Marble,
Glass, and Alabaster.—For myself I had rather live in this Room at Passy than in that
Palace, and in my Cottage at Braintree than in this Hotel at Passy.
An unlucky Accident befell my Servant Stevens in falling from the Coach, and being
dragged by the foot upon the Pavement. He was in great Danger but happily was not
Dined with the Abbes C[halut] and A[rnoux]. Returned at Night and found M. Turgot, Abbe Condilac, Mad. Helvetius, and the Abbe