@@@@@To have such a fine young man cut off in
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young man cut off in the flower of his days is most melancholy
Poor Sir Thomas will feel it dreadfullyI really am quite agitated on
the subjectFanny, Fanny, I see you smile and look cunning, but,
upon my honour, I never bribed a physician in my lifePoor young
man! If he is to die, there will be two poor young men less in the
world; and with a fearless face and bold voice would I say to any
one, that wealth and consequence could fall into no hands more
deserving of themIt was a foolish precipitation last Christmas, but
the evil of a few days may be blotted out in partVarnish and gilding
hide many stainsIt will be but the loss of the Esquire after his
nameWith real affection, Fanny, like mine, more might be overlooked
Write to me by return of post, judge of my anxiety, and do
not trifle with itTell me the real truth, as you have it from the
fountainheadAnd now, do not trouble yourself to be ashamed of
either my feelings or your ownBelieve me, they are not only natural,
they are philanthropic and virtuousI put it to your conscience,
whether ‘Sir Edmund’ would not do more good with all the Bertram
property than any other possible ‘Sir Had the Grants been at home
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I would not have troubled you, but you are now the only one I can
apply to for the truth, his sisters not being within my reach
has been spending the Easter with the Aylmers at Twickenham (as
to be sure you know), and is not yet returned; and Julia is with the
cousins who live near Bedford Square, but I forget their name and
streetCould I immediately apply to either, however, I should still
prefer you, because it strikes me that they have all along been so
unwilling to have their own amusements cut up, as to shut their
eyes to the truths Easter holidays will not last
much longer; no doubt they are thorough holidays to herThe
Aylmers are pleasant people; and her husband away, she can have
nothing but enjoymentI give her credit for promoting his going
dutifully down to Bath, to fetch his mother; but how will she and
the dowager agree in one house? Henry is not at hand, so I have
nothing to say from himDo not you think Edmund would have
been in town again long ago, but for this illness?—Yours ever, Mary
“I had actually begun folding my letter when Henry walked in,
but he brings no intelligence to prevent my sending it
knows a decline is apprehended; he saw her this morning: she returns
to Wimpole Street to-day; the old lady is comeNow do not
make yourself uneasy with any queer fancies because he has been
spending a few days at RichmondHe does it every spr