<p>THURSDAY AFTERNOON, FOUR O'CLOCK. <SPAN name="link2H_4_0006" id="link2H_4_0006"></SPAN></p>
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<h2> LETTER III </h2>
<p>MR. BELFORD, TO RICHARD MOWBRAY, ESQ. THURSDAY AFTERNOON.</p>
<p>DEAR MOWBRAY,</p>
<p>I am glad to hear you are in town. Throw yourself the moment this comes to
your hand, (if possible with Tourville,) in the way of the man who least
of all men deserves the love of the worthy heart; but most that of thine
and Tourville; else the news I shall most probably send him within an hour
or two, will make annihilation the greatest blessing he has to wish for.</p>
<p>You will find him between Piccadilly and Kensington, most probably on
horseback, riding backwards and forwards in a crazy way; or put up,
perhaps, at some inn or tavern in the way—a waiter possibly, if so,
watching for his servant's return to him from me.</p>
<p>***</p>
<p>His man Will. is just come to me. He will carry this to you in his way
back, and be your director. Hie away in a coach, or any how. Your being
with him may save either his or a servant's life. See the blessed effects
of triumphant libertinism! Sooner or later it comes home to us, and all
concludes in gall and bitterness!</p>
<p>Adieu. J. BELFORD.</p>
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