I receiv’d your little Letter from Dover, which gave me great Pleasure, as it inform’d me of your happy Progress so far in your Way home. I hope the rest of your Journey was as prosperous.

You talk of Obligations to me, when in fact I am the Person oblig’d. I pass’d a long Winter in a Manner that made it appear the shortest of any I ever past. Such is the Effect of pleasing Society, with Friends one loves.

I have now receiv’d my Permission to return, and am making my Preparations. I hope to get away in June. I promise my self or rather flatter my self that I shall be happy when at home. But however happy that Circumstance may make me, your joining me there will surely make me happier; provided your Change of Country may be for the Advantage of your dear little Family. When you have made up your Mind on the Subject, let me know by a Line, that I prepare a House for you, as near me and otherwise as convenient for you as possible.

My Neighbours begin to come out from Paris, and replace themselves in their Passy Houses. They enquire after you, and are sorry you are gone before they could make themselves known to you: For those who did know you speak well of you. M. le Veillard in particular has told me at different times, what indeed I knew long since, C’est une bien digne Femme, cette Madame Hewson; une trés aimable Femme. I would not tell you this, if I thought it would make you vain—er than you are; but that is impossible—you have too much good Sense.

So wish me a good Voyage, and when you pray at Church for all that travel by Land or Sea, think of Your ever affectionate Friend