diamonds, and every day she drove on a particular part of the course in a beautiful carriage, with an oldish, ordinary-looking Armenian driving his gig, close by her. They never seemed to speak, but he never quitted the side of the carriage. Some said he was her father-in-law, or her uncle, watching that nobody spoke to her; some, that he was her lover, trying to speak to her himself. However, for five years this has gone on every day, and last week we passed them several times. Her death is in the paper to-day—of fever, of course, and I see she was only twenty-four. I think the poor woman must have died of the bore of those drives.
We came up to Barrackpore last night, and are preparing this morning for a party to the Barrackporeans. There are not ladies enough belonging to the station to dance, but we have got a conjuror, who has been acting at Calcutta with great success, to come for the might. They say he is a very vulgar man; asks if any gentleman will lend him an ’at or an ’andkerchief: but is a good conjuror; and as he charges 20l. for the night, he ought to be.
We have, as usual, got the house full, a
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