Not much to record. The life in London at this season of the year is quiet and private enough. I kept up with my correspondence, and began my Despatches.224 Mr R C Winthrop Jr dined with us. He is on his way home to America. I continued the perusal of the papers of Lord Auchland. They show pretty clearly that the charge against the British government of a design to effect the dismemberment of France during her convulsions, so strenuously denied of late years was nonetheless true. Selfish and grasping in all periods of her career, and never more so in spirit than now.