I found myself alternately praising the Lord that he had permitted … and wishing that my poor, dear mother. … By the Ambassador’s orders, the long windows, which are so imposing a feature of Eastern architecture, for though ignorant in many ways … were thrown wide; and within, we could see a tableau vivant or theatrical display in which English ladies and gentlemen … represented a masque the work of one. … The words were inaudible, but the sight of so many of our countrymen and women, dressed with the highest elegance and distinction … moved me to emotions of which I am certainly not ashamed, though unable. … I was intent upon observing the astonishing conduct of Lady ⸻ which was of a nature to fasten the eyes of all upon her, and to bring discredit upon her sex and country, when”—unfortunately a branch of the Judas tree broke, Lieutenant Brigge fell to the ground, and the rest of the entry records only his gratitude to Providence (who plays a very large part in the diary) and the exact nature of his injuries.
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