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journey of twenty leagues, I shall insist upon your giving me satisfaction. I am fully persuaded that you would not suspect me of foul play, though I should not have sent you the inclosed certificate; yet, not to give you the least room to suspect my honor, and to screen yourself by mean subterfuges, I send you the enclosed certificate of our Surgeon-Major. Within six weeks at farthest I hope to recover the use of my right arm, by the skill of that honest man, 'till then I remain, without either spite or enmity,
Baron T———.
Signed with my left hand.
I gazed in dumb amazement at my friend, who was walking up and down the room with hasty steps, and in a pensive attitude.
"Well,"
