LETTER XXIV

MR. BELFORD, TO RICHARD MOWBRAY, ESQ.

SUNDAY, SEPT. 10. FOUR IN THE AFTERNOON.

I have your's, with our unhappy friend's enclosed. I am glad my Lord is

with him. As I presume that his phrensy will be but of short

continuance, I most earnestly wish, that on his recovery he could be

prevailed upon to go abroad. Mr. Morden, who is inconsolable, has seen

by the will, (as indeed he suspected before he read it,) that the case

was more than a common seduction; and has dropt hints already, that he

looks on himself, on that account, as freed from his promises made to the

dying lady, which were, that he would not seek to avenge her death.

You must make the recovery of his health the motive for urging him on

this head; for, if you hint at his own safety, he will not stir, but

rather seek the Colonel.

As to the lock of hair, you may easily pacify him, (as you once saw the

angel,) with hair near the colour, if he be intent upon it.

At my Lord's desire I will write on, and in my common hand; that you may

judge what is, and what is not, fit to be read to Mr. Lovelace at

present. But as I shall not forbear reflections as I go along, in hopes

to reach his heart on his recovery, I think it best to direct myself to

him still, and that as if he were not disordered.

As I shall not have leisure to take copies, and yet am willing to have

the whole subject before me, for my own future contemplation, I must

insist upon a return of my letters some time hence. Mr. Lovelace knows

that this is one of my conditions; and has hitherto complied with it.

Thy letter, Mowbray, is an inimitable performance. Thou art a strange

impenetrable creature. But let me most earnestly conjure thee, and the

idle flutterer, Tourville, from what you have seen of poor Belton's exit;

from our friend Lovelace's phrensy, and the occasion of it; and from the

terrible condition in which the wretched Sinclair lies; to set about an

immediate change of life and manners. For my own part, I am determined,

be your resolutions what they may, to take the advice I give.

As witness,

J. BELFORD.

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