I send you Charles's letter; but do not lose it, as I will answer it
when I return. You see, the line we have taken will put it out of the
power of our enemies to hurt us. I will give up my judgment of worldly
matters to no one.

I approve of all you do in my absence; but it would be nonsense,
and appear affected, to carry your scruples too far. Divert yourself
reasonably. I am sure of your attachment to me, and I shall not easily
be made to alter my opinion of you.

My cold is better, notwithstanding the weather.

I have no time to _in'gler_; so, adieu! my dearest wife.

Your's,

W.H.

_P.S._ Let Gasparo pay thirty ducats, for the vase, to D. Andrea.

By way of charity, we may give thirty ounces to that shabby dog,
Hadrava; though he knows the picture is not worth more than ten at
most. His writing to you in such a stile is pitiful indeed. You will
often have such letters, if you do not tell him, now, that it is for
once and all.