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will excuse it, as I trust it is an interesting one to 
both of us. Nor am I afraid you should be severe 
in your criticisms on what I have said. 
I attend the infirmary with much pleasure, there 
is so much room for observation and reasoning, and 
I have got over the disgust. 
Dr. Hope honours me with his notice, attention, 
and assistance. The more I see of that excellent 
man, the more I adore him. I admire his botanical 
lectures; his delivery is agreeable, with as many “be- 
hoves” as Dr. Walker; his politeness and condescen- 
sion unparalleled. How happy should I be to call 
you out of bed in a morning to goto him! Tho’ 
I cannot do this, something unavoidably takes me 
down Robinson’s Close; and I cannot help looking 
at that gloomy dwelling which I have so often vi- 
sited with a most cheerful step when it contained 
my friend. Your fine ears would be dreadfully 
shocked by the instrument used by Dr. Hope to call 
us together. 
I am your faithful and affectionate Friend, 
J. E. Smita. 
To the same. 
God bless you, my dear Batty, for writing me so 
early so kinda letter! You've amply repaid me for 
my trouble as you call it. You must come the very 
first of October and be examined a little. But why, 
my delicate, scrupulous friend, do you say so much 
about trouble and obligation to me, who am far 
more obliged to you? 
