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to write to you tliere, I shall endeavour to say two or 

 tliree words to you while she is getting ready. I am sure 

 you will be good to her, for I know you love me ; and I 

 can desire nothing of you that I shall feel so sensibly as 

 your notice of her. 



She will tell you all my intentions, and I shall write to 

 you when I am more composed. My heart is so full that 

 I can neither think, speak, or write. How I shall be able 

 to part with her, or bear to come back to this house, I do 

 not know. The sound of her voice fills my eyes with 

 fresh tears. My dear George, fai le caur si serrd que je ne 

 suis bon a present qu'd pleurer. Farewell ! I hear her coming, 

 and this is perhaps the last time I shall see her here. 



Take all the care you can of her. Je la recommande ci 

 WHS, my best and only real friend. Farewell ! Farewell ! 

 What she will tell you is really what I intend. . . . 



APPENDIX 0. 



White's, Friday Night, Post-time. 



My dear George, — I have this moment received your 

 letter from Newark. I wrote to you last night, but I 

 quite forgot Raton. I have not had him to see me to-day, 

 having been the whole morning in the City with Lady H., 

 but I have sent to your maid, and she says that her little 

 king is perfectly well, and in great spirits. 



Lord H. dined to-day at Petersham; and H. St. John, 

 Col. Craigs, and myself, dined with her ladyship, to try a 

 cook Lord Barrymore ^ has sent from Paris, and he is an 

 excellent one. Le Chevalier and his nurse are still at your 



^ Sixth Earl of Barrymore. 



