LETTER VIII.

You made me very low-spirited last night, by your manner of talking.—You

are my only friend—the only person I am _intimate_ with.—I never had a

father, or a brother—you have been both to me, ever since I knew you—yet

I have sometimes been very petulant.—I have been thinking of those

instances of ill humour and quickness, and they appeared like crimes.

Yours sincerely

MARY.

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