The last time I saw him was in November 1830, before the change of ministry. The affairs of France were talked of, and I said to him, "You and I, Sir James, are a little too old now to sing our Nunc dimittis for a second French Revolution." He assented to what I said, with a sad smile and a sigh. Poor Man! he was the slave of his improvidence, of his former faults, and of his party, and during the latter part of his life spoke and acted in direct opposition to his own real and recorded opinions.