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Ealing friday [\ANOTHER HAND May 15 1761\] Dear Madam
   You left London only this morning & I am writing to you to night, does it not seem unreasonable? I hope not, as you must know there are habits which it is hard to break, & alass I was in the habitude of conversing with you every day. I feel like a traveller, who by the chearfull light of the sun has pleasantly persued his [\days/] journey, but seeing it below the horizon, enjoys, & would fain prolong the twilight which tho it has not the warmth & lustre of the noonday yet is a kind interposition between it & the gloom of night: This faint & distant conversation by letter keeps up an intercourse, & I fancy I am not quite separated from my Dear friend while I am thus corresponding with her. I came to Ealing this morning, imagining I should hear your tones better from the nightingale than in the din & chatter of London conversation. If I could think you happy I could regret your loss with a pleasing sensibility but when I consider all your spirits & health may suffer there is grief & terror in my reflections
I shall go to Town to morrow that I may pass y=e= evening with M=rs= Boscawen who gets that night into her new house, she will be too apt to reflect on the change of her condition upon such an occasion, & the less time she has to dwell on the subject the better. Alass! how few people are there so happily situated that they can intrepidly look on their condition! Pray let me hear how your cold & hoarseness is, & your state of health & spirits, M=r= Melmoth [\WORD INTO made\] me a visit this evening I exhorted him to hive his leisure hours to the publick & hope he will do it as his health is now much improved. My best complements attend all your family, You know how I am interested for them so pray always mention them & every thing that concerns them. I long to hear that Miss Molly Carter has recoverd her cold & that ye dear little man continues to mend more than words can express I am
   yours EM