The Honourable George Molesworth to Richard Risby, Esq;

_Dover_.

Risby, I am lifted above myself!--I am overcome with surprise!--I am madwith joy!--Is it possible!--can it be!--But Lord Darcey's servant hasswore it;--yes, he has swore, a letter directed in Miss Powis's _own_arm, lay on the counter in a banker's shop where he went to change abill: the direction was to Lady Mary Sutton:--he has put many for thesame Lady into the post-office.--I _run_, I _ride_ or rather _fly_ totown.

You may jump, you may sing, but command your features before thefamily.--Should it be a mistake of John's, we kill them twice.

If I live to see the resurrection of our hopes, Harold shall be with youinstantly.--0n second thought, I will not dispatch this, unless we havea bless'd certainty.

Molesworth.