153.
To his Stepmother.
Newman Street, Thursday Night, '72.
Dear Madam,
I got safe to town about four o'clock, and now write from Mrs. P.'s fire-side, who desires her best compliments to you. Farther particulars by Saturday night's post, though I much fear the Houses will not do. By that time I hope you will be removed from the ruins of Beriton. Has Mr. Barton got his pony? The saddle met with an accident the other day, but Poynter has orders to repair and deliver it to the Rector; he will easily find out his books. I found a note from Jolliffe, who wants to see me to-morrow morning; but I have something else to do.
I am, dear Madam,
Most truly yours,
E. G.
Your ticket by this time is bought. If you have the £20,000, I shall charge brokerage.