LETTER I

_Two o’Clock [Paris, June 1793]._

My dear love, after making my arrangements for our snug dinner to-day, I
have been taken by storm, and obliged to promise to dine, at an early
hour, with the Miss —-s, the _only_ day they intend to pass here. I
shall however leave the key in the door, and hope to find you at my
fire-side when I return, about eight o’clock. Will you not wait for poor
Joan?–whom you will find better, and till then think very affectionately
of her.

Yours, truly,
MARY.

I am sitting down to dinner; so do not send an answer.