When dinner was announced, I fell to the lot of the Duc de Bassano; Pozzo led the Queen; the King, as usual, his sister; and the Princesses, following the Queen, placed themselves one on her side of the table, and the other on the left hand of the King, opposite. After a walk of above five minutes, we found ourselves in the enormously long Galerie de Diane, with upwards of a hundred persons at table, magnificently and much lighted; a band of music playing from time to time, and remarkably well waited on by a whole troop of servants—an upper order of valet de pied, who had quitted their scarlet coats and were dressed in blue courier jackets laced with silver, and a scarlet waistcoat, very neat and very handsome. The dinner took up less time than might be imagined. We all returned in the order we had entered.