[P.M. March 30, 1833.]
D'r M. Emma and we are delighted with the Sonnets, and she with her nice Walton. Mary is deep in the novel. Come as early as you can. I stupidly overlookd your proposal to meet you in Green Lanes, for in some strange way I burnt my leg, shin-quarter, at Forster's;* it is laid up on a stool, and Asbury attends. You'll see us all as usual, about Taylor, when you come.
Yours ever
C.L.
*Or the night I came home, for I felt it not bad till yesterday. But I scarce can hobble across the room.
I have secured 4 places for night: in haste.
Mary and E. do not dream of any thing we have discussed.
[I fancy that the last sentence refers to an offer for Miss Isola's hand which Moxon had just made to Lamb.]