in my strange inn. The room at Manchester was the _home_ of a fortnight,
but this feels most disconsolately unfamiliar. Moreover, I only act
here one night, Tuesday, and then go to Liverpool, where the master of
the Adelphi Hotel, where I shall stay, is a person to whom I have been
known for many years, in whose house I have been with my children, and
where I shall feel less friendlessly forlorn than I do here.

I shall remain there about a week, and then go to Dublin, where I expect
to stay about a fortnight, and where I shall find my youngest brother--a
circumstance of infinite consolation and comfort to me. Passion-week I
spend at Sutton Park with the Arkwrights; after that go to Bath and
Bristol, and then to London, where I have now an engagement for a month
at the Princess's Theatre.

You have now the map of my proceedings for the next six weeks, after
which I hope I shall see you in London. I direct this to Chesterfield
Street, as you say you shall be back there on Thursday. I have been kept
constantly supplied with the loveliest flowers all the time of my stay
in Manchester, by one kind person or another, which has greatly helped
to keep up my courage and spirits.

Pray give my respects to Lord Dacre.

I am ever, my dear Lady Dacre,
Yours truly,
FANNY.

ADELPHI HOTEL, LIVERPOOL, Thursday, March 4th, 1847.
MY DEAR HAL,

I do not go to Bath, but to Manchester, on the 25th and 27th, and
perhaps on the Monday of Passion-week; but this is not certain. If not
on that Monday, then early in Easter-week; and Passion-week I shall
spend with Mrs. Arkwright at Sutton.

On Thursday in Easter-week, April 8th, I must be in London, as I act
there for two nights gratuitously for your poor starving
fellow-countrymen, for whom an amateur performance is being got up.

On April 15th I go down to Bath, and act there on the 17th, and my
engagement at the Princess's Theatre does not begin till the 26th of
that month. This is the plan of my campaign as far as it is laid out;
should any change occur in it, I will let you know as soon as I know of
it myself.

And so your plan for my taking the air, my dear, was to get into a
_close_ fly. I confess that would not have occurred to my ingenuity, or
I should think to that of any but an Irish humorist. I don't feel sure
that there mayn't be a pun