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LETTERS.
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out taking the paper up, that was directly under my eyes!—What had I got in them to render me so blind?—I give you leave to answer the question, if you will not scold; for I am
Yours most affectionately
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LETTER XX.
Sunday, August 17.
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I have promised ——— to go with him to his country-house, where he is now permitted to dine—I, and the little darling, to be sure[1]—whom I cannot
- ↑ The child spoken of in some preceding letters, had now been born a considerable time.
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