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Private and Confidential

           Athousand,thousand,thousandkisses!

           Saturday.Thismorning,atfive,Iheardtheshriekingofthelittleblackpig.RoseandVioletintroducedmetoityesterday;andtothestables,andtothekennel,andtothegardener,whowaspickingfruittosendtomarket,andfromwhomtheybeggedhardabunchofhot-housegrapes;buthesaidthatSirPitthadnumberedevery"ManJack"ofthem,anditwouldbeasmuchashisplacewasworthtogiveanyaway.Thedarlinggirlscaughtacoltinapaddock,andaskedmeifIwouldride,andbegantoridethemselves,whenthegroom,comingwithhorridoaths,drovethemaway.

           LadyCrawleyisalwaysknittingtheworsted.SirPittisalwaystipsy,everynight;and,Ibelieve,sitswithHorrocks,thebutler.Mr.Crawleyalwaysreadssermonsintheevening,andinthemorningislockedupinhisstudy,orelseridestoMudbury,oncountybusiness,ortoSquashmore,wherehepreaches,onWednesdaysandFridays,tothetenantsthere.

           Ahundredthousandgratefullovestoyourdearpapaandmamma.Isyourpoorbrotherrecoveredofhisrack-punch?Oh,dear!Oh,dear!Howmenshouldbewareofwickedpunch!

           EverandeverthineownREBECCA

           Everythingconsidered,IthinkitisquiteaswellforourdearAmeliaSedley,inRussellSquare,thatMissSharpandsheareparted.

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