MY DEAREST EMMA,

The Kent left us three days ago; and, as the wind has been perfectly
fair since her departure, I think she will have a very quick passage,
and arrive long before this letter. But, as a ship is going to Rosas,
I will not omit the opportunity of writing through Spain; as, you say,
the letters all arrive safe.

We have nothing but gales of wind; and I have had, for two days, fires
in the cabin, to keep out the very damp air.

I still hope that, by the time of my arrival in England, we shall have
peace. God send it!

I have not yet received your muff; I think, probably, I shall bring it
with me.

I hope, Davison has done the needful, in paying for the alterations at
Merton. If not, it is now too late; and we will fix a complete plan,
and execute it next summer. I shall be clear of debt, and what I have
will be my own.

God bless you! Amen. Amen.

George Elliot goes to Malta, for a convoy to England, this day. If you
ever see Lord Minto, say so.

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