My dear Alicia

There needed not this last fit of the Goutto make me detest M^r . Johnson; but now the ex::tent of my aversion is not to be estimated. — Tohave you confined, a Nurse, in his apartment! — My dear Alicia, of what a mistake were you guil::ty in marrying a Man of his age! — just old e::nough to be formal, ungovernable & to have theGout — too old to be agreable, & too young to die.

I arrived last night about five, & had scarce::ly swallowed my dinner when Manwaring madehis appearance. – I will not diſsemble what real pleasure his sight affforded me, nor how strongly I felt the contrast between his person & manners, & those of Reginald, to the infinite disadvantage