Well, then, if this sweet creature must fall, as it is called, for the
benefit of all the pretty fools of the sex, she must; and there's an end
of the matter. And what would there have been in it of uncommon or rare,
had I not been so long about it?--And so I dismiss all further
argumentation and debate upon the question: and I impose upon thee, when
thou writest to me, an eternal silence on this head.


Wafer'd on, as an after-written introduction to the paragraphs which
follow, marked with turned commas, [thus, ']:

Lord, Jack, what shall I do now! How one evil brings on another!
Dreadful news to tell thee! While I was meditating a simple robbery,
here have I (in my own defence indeed) been guilty of murder!--A bl--y
murder! So I believe it will prove. At her last gasp!--Poor impertinent
opposer!--Eternally resisting!--Eternally contradicting! There she lies
weltering in her blood! her death's wound have I given her!--But she was
a thief, an impostor, as well as a tormentor. She had stolen my pen.
While I was sullenly meditating, doubting, as to my future measures, she
stole it; and thus she wrote with it in a hand exactly like my own; and
would have faced me down, that it was really my own hand-writing.

'But let me reflect before it is too late. On the manifold perfections
of this ever-amiable creature let me reflect. The hand yet is only held
up. The blow is not struck. Miss Howe's next letter may blow thee up.
In policy thou shouldest be now at least honest. Thou canst not live
without her. Thou wouldest rather marry her than lose her absolutely.
Thou mayest undoubtedly prevail upon her, inflexible as she seems to be,
for marriage. But if now she finds thee a villain, thou mayest never
more engage her attention, and she perhaps will refuse and abhor thee.