You see this is Sir George himself, my
dear; a mixture of petulancy and indelicacy.
There is one thing in him, however,
commendable; his steady adherence
to his friend's interests. You find how
impossible for me it is to shew such a letter
to my mother: by his strange unguarded
manner of writing, which he does not
consider, he defeats his own purposes;
for if any use could be made of that part
of his letter relative to Miss B. I could
not shew my mother part, without letting
her see the whole: but that is not to be
done; and I can only thank my good
fortune that I received this, and the last
letter from him, without her knowledge.
I will now give you my answer to this
letter, which I wrote by the return of
the post.
