But I am saying not a word of what is most in my thoughts. In two days I shall set out for a trip to the South which will bring me to Morningtown. Will you turn away in horror if you see a wretched creature hobbling with cloven hoof up the scented lane of your village? For sweet charity’s sake, for your own sweeter sake, believe that his heart is full of love however wrong his mind may be.


[1]

Much of the routine matter in regard to reviewing has been omitted from these letters.


The Second Part

which shows how the editor visits Jessica

in the country, and how love

and philosophy sometimes clash.