Mrs Adams and Henry went by invitation to breakfast with Mr Senior. I declined because it takes so much of my time on this day when I draw the forms of my Despatches. I had but three and those not very long. I felt slightly unwell from some imprudence at dinner yesterday. My digestion though greatly improved upon its condition in America, is not yet quite proof against trifling indiscretion in diet. Of wine I take less and less as I grow older. My spirits rather depressed. Sir Henry Holland came in, and I talked to him rather openly about the state of opinion here. He did not deny it was growing worse. Evening, Lord Malmesbury’s troubles in Paris.15