Be at home, and alone; I will come to you as soon as dinner is over.
Adieu!
Your affectionate
Emily Montague.
LETTER XXIX.29.
To Miss Montague, at Quebec.
I will be at home, my dear, and denied to every body but you.
I pity you, my dear Emily; but I am unable to give you advice.
The world would wonder at your hesitating a moment.
Your faithful
A. Fermor.
LETTER XXX.30.
To Miss Fermor, at Silleri.