Thrale sneered when I talked of my having asked you and your
lady to live at my house. I was obliged to tell her, that you would be
in as respectable a situation in my house as in hers. Sir, the insolence
of wealth will creep out.' BOSWELL. 'She has a little both of the
insolence of wealth, and the conceit of parts.' JOHNSON. 'The insolence
of wealth is a wretched thing; but the conceit of parts has some
foundation. To be sure it should not be. But who is without it?'
BOSWELL. 'Yourself, Sir.' JOHNSON. 'Why, I play no tricks: I lay no
traps.' BOSWELL. 'No, Sir. You are six feet high, and you only do not
stoop.'
We talked of the numbers of people that sometimes have composed the
household of great families. I mentioned that there were a hundred
in the family of the present Earl of Eglintoune's father. Dr. Johnson
seeming to doubt it, I began to enumerate. 'Let us see: my Lord and my
Lady two.' JOHNSON. 'Nay, Sir, if you are to count by twos, you may
be long enough.' BOSWELL.
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