own
gratification, one lash on those accursed quadrupeds—"a long shot, Sir Lucius, if you love me."
I have altered "wave," etc., and the "fire," and so forth for the timid.
Let me hear from you when convenient, and believe me, etc.
P.S.—Do let
that
stand, and cut out elsewhere. I shall choke, if we must overlook their damned menagerie.