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ToMissMontague.

Saturday.

Yes，mydear，Ilove，atleastIthinkso;but，thankstomystars，notinthemanneryoudo.

IpreferFitzgeraldtoalltherestofhissex;butIcountthehoursofhisabsenceinmyexistence;andcontrivesometimestopassthempleasantlyenough，ifanyotheragreablemanisintheway:inshort，Irelishflatteryandattentionfromothers，thoughIinfinitelypreferthemfromhi

Icertainlylovehim，forIwasjealousofMadameLaBrosse;but，ingeneral，IamnotalarmedwhenIseehimflirtalittlewithothers.Perhapsmyvanitywasasmuchwoundedasmylove，withregardtoMadameLaBrosse.

Ifindloveisquiteadifferentplantindifferentsoils;itisanexotic，andgrowsfaintly，withuscoquets;butinitsnativeclimatewithyoupeopleofsensibilityandsentiment.

Adieu!Iwillattendyouinaquarterofanhour.

Yours，

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