_Miss Potts to Mr. Pippy._
Dearest Phinny,
Do not, I implore you, think too much of Hero and Leander. Our rustic
Hellespont is far too cold for you to plunge into and swim across, and
such a proceeding might excite the gossip of our neighbours. Let us
endure this trial with patience. The waters are certainly abating, as
the French bed in our back room is now visible, and John has caught
three fine eels in the pillow-case, which I send you, as well as my pet
Carlo, who will swim back with any answer you may have to send.
Yours very affectionately,
CELIA POTTS.