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I cannot imagine why my last letter was postmarked May. I
gave it to Horatio and asked him to give it to Osias, and said nothing more
presuming he would not understand it, and I have not asked him why he directed
it, and believe I shall not bother ask again if “I am almost ready”
– By this fire, Dear Philip, we have never been together and “circumstances
are such that we shall not all present.” Philip, I cannot complain-
that you would gladly be here I do not doubt and that I would gladly have
you, you cannot doubt.
Here, Philip, I must say good night- My letter I know is very late but I
feel that I could not have done differently. Your troubles at this moment
are all forgotten- that you may none when you wake Dearest Philip is the
wish of your Emma H. Seymour. |
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