Monday Morning.
October 6, 1845.
I should certainly think that the Duke of Palmella may be induced, and with no great difficulty, to give up a cabin under the circumstances – – and then the plan becomes really objection-proof, so far as mortal plans go. But now you must think all the boldlier about whatever difficulties remain, just because they are so much the fewer. It is cold already in the mornings and evenings – – cold and (this morning) foggy – – I did not ask if you continue to go out from time to time . . .. I am sure you should, – – you would so prepare yourself properly for the fatigue and change – – yesterday it was very warm and fine in the afternoon, nor is this noontime so bad, if the requisite precautions are taken. And do make ‘journeys across the room,’ and out of it, meanwhile, and stand when possible – – get all the strength ready, now that so much is to be spent. Oh, if I were by you!
Thank you, thank you – – I will devise titles – – I quite see what you say, now you do say it. I am (this Monday morning, the prescribed day for efforts and beginnings) looking over and correcting what you read – – to press they shall go, and then the plays can follow gently, and then . . . ‘Oh to be in Pisa. Now that E.B.B. is there!’ – – And I shall be there! . . . I am much better to-day; and my mother better – – and to-morrow I shall see you – – So come good things together!
Dearest – – till to-morrow and ever I am yours, wholly yours – – May God bless you!
R.B.
You do not ask me that ‘boon’ – – why is that? – – Besides, I have my own real boons to ask too, as you will inevitably find, and I shall perhaps get heart by your example.