chaos

of absurd images, and full of business, preparations, and projects.

I shall expect an answer with impatience; — believe me, there is nothing at this moment could give me greater delight than your letter.

[List of Letters]

[56 — To John M. B. Pigot]

London, August 18, 1806.

I am just on the point of setting off for Worthing, and write merely to request you will send that

idle scoundrel Charles

with my horses immediately; tell him I am excessively provoked he has not made his appearance before, or written to inform me of the cause of his delay, particularly as I supplied him with money for his journey. On