being the cause is still more ludicrous than the rest. First, she would have it that I returned here for love of a woman I
never saw
, and now that I am going, for the same whom I
have never seen
, and certainly never wished, nor wish, to see! The maddest
consistency
I ever heard of. I trust that she has regained her senses, as she tells Mr. H. she will not scribble any more, which will also save
you
from the troublesome correspondence of
Your obliged and obedient servant,