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Surry Jail-4th. Nov. 1813.
Quarter past eleven.
My dearest Girl,
I should have answered your letter at the length which it deserves, but I am ashamed to say that it has found me this minute at breakfast. I know not how it is, but for these two mornings I have been so unaccountably sleepy that all summonses were in vain:--I no sooner heard the knock & was told the hour, than I fell asleep again. These symptoms would by no means be agreeable to me, had I returned to my entire nervousness; but that is not the case; I certainly continue to mend, & do hope, as you anticipate, to be chearful & happy again with you all. --I do not go to bed late, & it has struck me that I ought to arise earlier than usual, for I wake about the time that the other prisoners get up, & cannot sleep again though I try;--after an hour of wakefulness & freshness, the sleepiness returns, & then I lie till I'm fairly tired. If I wake so tomorrow morning, I shall certainly get up.-You do perfectly right with dear little John. I miss Thornton & you more & more every night, but then my spirits are so much quieter, & the weather promises to do you all so much good,
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