My Dear Talbot,
I shall be very happy to dine with you on Wednesday next – and if I hear from you in the meantime that Mrs Talbot 1 could find Mrs Poulett Scrope 2 an odd corner to dress in – she will have great pleasure in accompanying me, and return at night.<3> Our carriage is not so close as to warrant a drive of nine miles in it in a dinner-dress – If there would be any inconvenience in this, say nothing about, and I will come alone.
Your’s [sic] every truly
G. Poulett Scrope
Castle Combe 3
January 28th 1833.
P.S. I inclose my last sin in the pamphlet line.
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