BOOK I.—On Health.
I trust you are quite well, even better than you were last night. My father is well, and I have slept nine hours and am tired.
BOOK II.—On Shopping.
My father requests you to let him come to-day or to-morrow morning, to arrange when he may go out with you, according to your kind promise and Stone’s prescription (to walk). This note is business-like; you must give me a verbal answer to Book I.
Yours,
F. M.
103 Great Portland Street, June 20, 1833.
Dear Mrs. Moscheles,—I am very sorry I could not be with you yesterday evening, all the more as I am sure you again thought you had read in my face that I had made up my mind not to go. This time it was not so, however; but the check-taker would on no account let me pass without a ticket. I gave your name; he could not fetch you. I beckoned and called, and as I could not catch your eye, I waited and thought you might pass in my direction; but the cruel Cerberus in livery intimated to me that I had better retire to Portland Street, and that is what I did....