My dear friend, I just received a letter from the Comte de Mirabeau dated from London; he lost a lawsuit against his wife in court here, and, since during that affair he had some very heated quarrels with M. the Keeper of the Seals, he was warned, as he tells me, that he had been left alone because his case was close to being decided, but, now that this is finished, M. the Keeper of the Seals could well get his revenge. I think that he is panicking, but as he has already been scalded, he left. He finds the position that you took to be quite severe; however, I advise you for a thousand reasons to persist in it. He is in London; he can manage his affair himself. It is his project, but since he is afraid to be taken advantage of by London printers and publishers, he would like some advice from you regarding this, and for you to give him a recommendation for Doctor Price. I do not see any inconvenience in it, and this unfortunate man does merit some interest. If you share my opinion, my dear friend, send me one or two letters of recommendation for an honest publisher, and for Doctor Price or whoever else you judge to be the most capable of being useful to M. de Mirabeau. These letters should say that he is very talented, that he is very unfortunate, and that his writings were found to be very good here, by you and by people of great merit.

Adieu, my dear friend, I think that I will soon be strong enough to go see you, and certainly I will always be sufficiently so to love you with all my heart.