But, I confess, that after I had been a little too copious in talking of my own beloved country . . . the prejudices of his education prevailed so far, that he could not forbear taking me up in his right hand, and stroking me gently with the other, after an hearty fit of laughing, asked me whether I were a Whig or a Tory. Then turning to his first minister . . . he observed how contemptible
But, I confess, that after I had been a little too copious in talking of my own beloved country . . . the prejudices of his education prevailed so far, that he could not forbear taking me up in his right hand, and stroking me gently with the other, after an hearty fit of laughing, asked me whether I were a Whig or a Tory. Then turning to his first minister . . . he observed how contemptible