Old Edgeworth, the fourth or fifth Mrs. Edgeworth, and "the" Miss Edgeworth were in London, 1813. Miss Edgeworth liked, Mrs. Edgeworth not disliked, old Edgeworth a bore — the worst of bores — a boisterous Bore. I met them in society once at a breakfast of Sir H. D.'s. Old Edgeworth came in late, boasting that he had given "Dr. Parr a dressing the night before" (no such easy matter by the way). I thought her pleasant. They all abused Anna Seward's memory.