elling of Latin, Johnsonibus atque, that is the way. How did
the Dean get that name by the end? 'Twas you betrayed me: not I, faith;
I'll not break his head. Your mother is still in the country, I suppose;
for she promised to see me when she came to town. I writ to her four
days ago, to desire her to break it to Lady Giffard, to put some money
for you in the Bank, which was then fallen thirty per cent. Would to God
mine had been here, I should have gained one hundred pounds, and got
as good interest as in Ireland, and much securer. I would fain have
borrowed three hundred pounds; but money is so scarce here, there is no
borrowing, by this fall of stocks. 'Tis rising now, and I knew it would:
it fell from one hundred and twenty-nine to ninety-six. I have not heard
since from your mother. Do you think I would be so unkind not to see
her, that you desire me in a style so melancholy? Mrs. Raymond,(34)
you say, is with child: I am sorry for it; and so is, I believe, her
husband. Mr. Harley speaks all the kind things to me in the world; and,
I believe, would serve me, if I were to stay here; but I reckon in time
the Duke of Ormond may give me some addition to Laracor. Why should
the Whigs think I came to England to leave them? Sure my journey was no
secret. I protest sincerely, I did all I could to hinder it, as the Dean
can tell you, although now I do not repent it. But who the Devil cares
what they think? Am I under obligations in the least to any of them all?
Rot 'em, for ungrateful dogs; I will make them repent their usage before
I leave this place. They say here the same thing of my leaving the
Whigs; but they own they cannot blame me, considering the treatment I
have had. I will take care of your spectacles, as I told you before,
and of the Bishop of Killala's; but I will not write to him, I have not
time. What do you mean by my fourth, Madam Dinglibus? Does not Stella
say you have had my fifth, Goody Blunder? You frighted me till I looked
back. Well, this is enough for one night. Pray give my humble service to
Mrs. Stoyte and her sister, Kate is it, or Sarah?(35) I have forgot her
name, faith. I think I will even (and to Mrs. Walls and the Archdeacon)
send this to-morrow: no, faith, that will be in ten days from the last.
I will keep it till Saturday, though I write no more. But what if a
letter from MD should come in the meantime? Why then I would only say,
"Madam, I have received your sixth letter; your most humble serv
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