Now, will you have it? I am inclined to believe that on the whole, it is the best thing.
I have not heard of anything else having happened to anybody.
If I should not find you gone to Australia or elsewhere, and should not have occasion to advertise in the third column of The Times, I shall hope not to add to your misfortunes—I dare not say to afford you consolation—by shaking hands with you to-morrow night, and afterwards keeping every man connected with the theatrical department to his duty.
Ever faithfully yours.
1851.
The same.
Devonshire Terrace, Sunday Night,
January 5th, 1851.
My dear Bulwer,