Nothing like a public cant for making matters find their true level.

Tell the postmaster, then, I'll keep the letter, and the rather, as it happens, by good luck, to be intended for me." "And now for the interior," said I, as I broke the seal and read: "Paris, Rue Castiglione.
"My dear Mr.Lorrequer--As her ladyship and my son have in vain essayed to get any thing from you in the shape of reply to their letters, it has devolved upon me to try my fortune, which were I to augur from the legibility of my writing, may not, I should fear, prove more successful than the"-- (what can the word be ?) "the--the" -- why, it can't be damnable, surely ?--no, it is amiable, I see -- "than the amiable epistle of my lady.

I cannot, however, permit myself to leave this without apprising you that we are about to start for Baden, where we purpose remaining a month or two.

Your cousin Guy, who has been staying for some time with us, has been obliged to set out for Geneva, but hopes to join in some weeks hence.

He is a great favourite with us all, but has not effaced the memory of our older friend, yourself.