P.S. — I delegate to
you
the unpleasant task of despatching him on his journey — Mrs. B.'s orders to the contrary are not to be attended to: he is to proceed first to London, and then to Worthing, without delay. Every thing I have
left
must be sent to London. My
Poetics you
will
pack up
for the same place, and not even reserve a copy for yourself and sister, as I am about to give them an
entire new form