'Tis true she treated him with the contempt he deserved, and told him she would never give herself the trouble of writing again to so despicable a wretch.

She is willing to do yet further, and write to the Duke of Villeroi about it, if I think it proper.

Remond does nothing but lie, and either does not, or will not, understand what is said to him.

You will forgive me troubling you so often with this business; the importance of it is the best excuse; in short, '-- 'tis joy or sorrow, peace or strife.
'Tis all the colour of remaining life.' I can foresee nothing else to make me unhappy, and, I believe, shall take care another time not to involve myself in difficulties by an overplus of heroic generosity.
"I am, dear sister, ever yours, with the utmost esteem and affection.

If I get over this cursed affair, my style may enliven." [June, 1721.] "I have just received your letter of May 30th, and am surprised, since you own the receipt of my letter, that you give me not the least hint concerning the business that I writ so earnestly to you about.