“My mother-in-law thanks you for your kind messages. Are you not ashamed of slaughtering pheasants? It is a noble thing, forsooth, to go out into the poultry yard and kill off the chickens!!! Despite all, my friendship holds good, faithful and warm. Each day I appreciate more thoroughly your loving hearts.”
To the Same.
“Paris, 2nd November 1867.—How are you, my lord and my lady?
“How is your house?
“Have you forgotten your French?
“Have you forgotten your music?
“Have you forgotten how to write?
“Have you forgotten that you hear of nothing?
“Have you forgotten that we have forgotten you?