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LETTER XLVII.
To H. Colden.
December 8.
Sir,
Enclosed is a letter, which you may, if you think proper,
deliver to Mrs. Fielder. I am very ill. Don't attempt
to see me again. I cannot be seen. Let the enclosed satisfy
you. It is enough. Never should I have said so much,
if I thought I were long for this world.
Let me not have a useless enemy in you. I hope the
fatal effects of my rashness have not gone further than Mrs.
Talbot's family. Let the mischief be repaired, as far as it
can be; but do not injure me unnecessarily. I hope I am
understood.
Let me know what use you have made of the letter you
shewed me, and, I beseech you, return it to me by the
bearer.
M. Jessup.
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