to offer you my hand. Our last conversation I assure you
left a tedious and wretched insipidity which has not
possessed me with an exalted opinion of your character,
your inconstant temper would make me miserable,
and if ever we are united, I shall experience nothing but
the hatred of my parents, added to the everlasting
pleasure in living with you, I have a true heart to bestow,
but however I do not wish you for a moment to think
it is at your service, as I could not give it to one more
inconstant and capricious than yourself, and one less