. . . ” I am so exceedingly pressed at this moment,
that I must request you to be contented with £2, and must endeavour to send you
a further supply on this day week. . . . I am sorry you still allow yourself to
be so plagued by the people you dignify with the name of your enemies. They
ought to be regarded no more than if you were ‘hush’d with
buzzing night-flies to your slumber.’ What harm do they do you?
None: but seize upon a sickly part of your nature, which your better nature
would bid be well, whenever you thought proper to call on him. Will they hinder
your promotion? Will they cause you to be thought a profligate or a
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