We wanted another for dear Miss Bayley, but we have only six copies, and don't keep one for ourselves, and she won't care, I dare say.
Your ever most affectionate and grateful BA.
Will you let your servant put this letter into the post for Miss Mitford?
She upset me by her book, but had the most affectionate intentions, and I am obliged to her for what she meant.

Then I am morbid, I know.
Tell dearest Miss Bayley, with my love, I shall write to her soon.
* * * * * _To Mrs.Jameson_ [Paris], 138 Avenue des Champs-Elysees: February 26, [1852].
Never believe of me so bad a thing as that I could have received from you, my ever dear and very dear friend, such a letter as you describe, and rung hollow in return.

I did not get your letter, so how could I send an answer?
Your letter's lost, like some other happy things.

But I thank you for it fervently, guessing from what you say the sympathy and affection of it.

I thank you for it most gratefully.
As for poor dear Miss Mitford's book, I was entirely upset by the biography she thought it necessary or expedient to give of me.