"But about the wind?—state of the weather? what is your advice? east, west, north, or south,—which is best?"
"No matter; the more wind the better gallop! Show him the way over Salisbury Plains; and make him follow you. Take no notice whatever of his feelings; but tell him, if he feels for you, he must keep pace with you. He will soon be better!"
"But, about horses? There are no good riding horses in Salisbury."
"We will arrange that for you. Sir Nicholas may leave that to me. Only assure him that he must persevere;—and let me know how he is, this day month."
At the end of the month, the Doctor received the following epistles in one cover; evidently meant to be a mutual acknowledgment.
Salisbury, August 1st, 1774.
"Dear Doctor Gambado,—Love and wind have triumphed. The horses suited admirably; though I fear the one Sir Nicholas rides is rather short-winded, as he comes to a stand still before we have had half a gallop. Still, I thank you, he is greatly improved. It was hard work, and seemed very cruel at first, but he himself will tell you the news.
"I remain, Dear Doctor Gambado,
Your's, gratefully,
Clarissa Doubleday."