I began this morning at the Office upon Foster's Crown Law,1
a book admirably written I am told, and notwithstanding the barrenness of the subject
as entertaining as it is instructive. I pass'd an hour in the beginning of the evening
at Mrs. Hooper's and then went with Thompson to Mr. S. Hooper's. Miss Roberts was
there; I think I have already mentioned this Lady; she is uncommonly sensible, and
if she has not the advantages of youth and beauty, neither is she chargeable with
its thoughtlessness, and nonsense. Mr. Hooper as usual, talk'd rather more of himself,
than of any body, or any thing else; but was very complaisant.