He will misjudge me from evidence to his mind powerfully conclusive; and I shall be unable to disabuse him of error, because appearances are against me.

But I put you in entire freedom.

Go to your mother-confide to her every thing; and, if it be possible, get back the peace of which my coming unhappily robbed you.

Think not of any consequences to me--fatal though they should prove.

The wide world is before me still.
"And now, dear Fanny! If our ways in life must part, let us hold each other at least in kind remembrance.