Saturday 11th Novr
My Dear Henry
We came up by a very fast Train, I never stopped so seldom At the Station at Paddington we found my Clarence1 in waiting, immediately stepped into it & set Constance 2 down in Wimpole Street. It was a thick fog as soon as we approached London. I enclose you some Verses Sent out of the Morning Post, as I don’t think the Globe 3 deals in any thing but dry details. I believe we shall leave town Wednesday, I may almost say certainly tho’ that is at all times a rash word. Shall I take you down any card paper as here there is choice
affly yrs
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