I cannot express to you what I feel for your unmerited
kindness to me for your releasing me from an untimely death; other release it
is not in the power of man to procure for me, my internal misery and shame
being complete. May you never feel the half that I do. May you never be like
me, reduced by an acquaintance of four days with a villain from the smiling
circles who loved me, and had pleasure in my society, to the solitary wretched
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That God may send you a speedy recovery, and turn every curse which falls upon my head into a blessing upon yours, is the prayer of the wretched