Horrible weather again today; snowing and raining all day. I went to breakfast with the Duke de Broglie. They are virtuous, sensible people, but give breakfasts without a table-cloth!
I saw the Palace of the Luxembourg and the House of Peers; bad pictures, fine gardens, and the noblest staircase in Paris. The Luxembourg gardens are very fine for the French style of gardening, which I confess I like very much. I am going tomorrow with Mr. Sneyd to see St. Cloud perfectly and Meudon. A fortnight is sufficient for any man to see Paris, if he meets with no friends and is diligent.