VIII.
Reading edition
Piccadilly, February 20th, 1801.
MY DEAR LORD,
You need not be the least alarmed, that Emma has commissioned me to send you the newspapers; and write you a line, to tell you that she is much better—having vomited naturally, and is now purposing to take a regular one of tartar emetic.
All her convulsive complaints certainly proceed from a foul stomach; and I will answer for it, she will be in spirits to write to you herself to-morrow.
Adieu! my very dear Lord. I have not a moment to lose, as the bell is going.
Your ever attached and obliged humble servant,
Wm. HAMILTON.