“N. B.—On my word of honor as a gentleman, I am not to blame. Yours affectionately,
“ALLAN ARMADALE.
“P. S.—I would come to you (for this place is grown quite hateful to me), but I have a reason for not going too far away from Miss Milroy just at present.”
5. From Robert Stapleton to Allan Armadale, Esq.
“Bascombe Rectory, Thursday Morning.
“RESPECTED SIR—I see a letter in your writing, on the table along with the others, which I am sorry to say my master is not well enough to open. He is down with a sort of low fever. The doctor says it has been brought on with worry and anxiety which master was not strong enough to bear. This seems likely; for I was with him when he went to London last month, and what with his own business, and the business of looking after that person who afterward gave us the slip, he was worried and anxious all the time; and for the matter of that, so was I.
“My master was talking of you a day or two since. He seemed unwilling that you should know of his illness, unless he got worse. But I think you ought to know of it. At the same time he is not worse; perhaps a trifle better. The doctor says he must be kept very quiet, and not agitated on any account. So be pleased to take no notice of this—I mean in the way of coming to the rectory. I have the doctor’s orders to say it is not needful, and it would only upset my master in the state he is in now.
“I will write again if you wish it. Please accept of my duty, and believe me to remain, sir, your humble servant,
“ROBERT STAPLETON.
“P. S.—The yacht has been rigged and repainted, waiting your orders. She looks beautiful.”