I send you, my dear children, my tenderest love and kisses....

_The Same to Monsieur Grelet._

It was not my fault, my dear child [thus she was accustomed to address

Monsieur Grelet], that you waited yesterday so long and in vain; I am

very sorry for it, and also for all the trouble that this mother and

children cause you. Remember that you are the only and blessed comfort

that I have in this world. I have not heard from you since the little

message you sent as you were going out from breakfast at Citizeness

Raymond's till yesterday at half past eleven. It was then too late for

my answer to go out. I have told you the condition of my linen. I am in

great need of some; get some for me from my confidential servant.

I highly approve of your lodgings; shall I tell my sister-in-law that I

insist upon your remaining with your brothers? The letter which you

have seems to me more persuasive than anything I could say.

Farewell, my dear children; I love you all four more tenderly than ever.

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