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Marry Trevellyn, Eustance, is certainly worth your acquaintance.
You couldn't come, I suppose, as far as Florence, too see her?

•••To-morrow we're starting for Florence,
Truly rejoiced, you may guess, to escape from republican terrors;
Mr. C. and Papa to escort us; we by vettura
Through Siena, and Georgy to follow and join us by Leghorn.
Then ——— Ah, what shall I say, my dearest? I tremble in thinking!
You will imagine my feelings,—the belnding of hope and of sorrow!
How can I bear to abandon Papa and Mamma and my sisters?
Dearest Louisa, indeed it is very alarming; but trust me
Ever, whatever may change, to remain your loving Georgina.

•••"Do I like Mr. Claude any better?"
I am to tell you,—and, "Pray, is it Susan or I that attract him?"
This he has never told, but Georgina could certainly ask him.
All I can say for myself is, alas! that he rather repels me.
There! I think him agreeable, but also a little repulsive.
So be content, dear Louisa; for one satisfactory marriage
Surely will do in one year for the family you would establish,
Neither Susan nor I shall afford you the joy of a second.

Mr. Claude, you must know, is behaving a little better;
He and Papa are great friends; but he really is too shilly-shally,—
So unlike George! Yet I hope that the matter is going on fairly.
I shall, however, get george, before he goes, to say something.
Dearest Louisa, how delightful, to bring young people together!