I have sent, last night, a box of Marischino Veritabile of Zara, which I got Jemmy Anderson to buy for me, and twelve bottles of tokay. I have kept none for myself, being better pleased that you should have it.
I am, ever, and for ever, your most faithful and affectionate
NELSON & BRONTE.
Hallowell parted last night; but, being in sight, I am sending a frigate with a letter to the Admiralty.
May God Almighty bless you, and send us a happy meeting!
LETTER XLVI.
Victory, May 5, 1804.
I find, my Dearest Emma, that your picture is very much admired by the French Consul at Barcelona; and that he has not sent it to be admired—which, I am sure, it would be—by Buonaparte.
They pretend, that there were three pictures taken. I wish, I had them: but they are all gone, as irretrievably as the dispatches; unless we may read them in a book, as we printed their correspondence from Egypt.
But, from us, what can they find out! That I love you, most dearly; and hate the French, most damnably.