Nothing is truer, my dear and venerable Doctor, than Mr. de Breget's cure, to which it is impossible to attribute any apparent cause other than the use of magnetism. This morning, I had a detailed talk about his treatment with one of his friends who was at his bedside from the beginning of his illness. He confirmed that, the patient being given up by the doctors, they had sent for Deslon, who treated it along with one of his disciples named Bien Aimé. They arrived on the fifth day of the illness and took away all his medicine, removed the blisters, and limited their treatment to administering magnetism and feeding him with barley water and lemonade the first day, broth and meat jelly the second, then solid foods after that. The incidents were still rather serious but on the whole milder until the seventh day when they became yet milder and disappeared on the eighth and ninth days. The patient felt so much better at that point that he got up, dressed, and returned to Paris this evening, free of his illness and delighted, as you can imagine, with his treatment. I am limiting myself to only the bare facts, as you requested. It is very hard for me to believe what I cannot understand. I have no opinion on this prodigious happening, but I would be charmed to know yours. Versailles is buzzing with this miracle, and I wish that some doctor had followed the treatment and written a report. I shall soon see Monsieur de Breget, and I shall pass on to you all further information you wish. What I have sent so far comes from a levelheaded man who does not believe in magnetism any more than I do. These are the facts that he witnessed. Farewell, my dear and venerable Doctor. I was too pleased to see you not to try again to partake of this happiness and I shall most certainly ask you for dinner. Do not forget the person most full of tenderness and veneration for you.