`I am very sorry to hear the night ended so ill; but to give you
some idea of the utter impossibility of my being useful on the
occasion, I will inform you of the state of my affairs. I won
L400 last night, which was immediately appropriated by Mr
_Martindale_, to whom I still owe L300, and I am in Brookes'
book for thrice that sum. Add to all this, that at Christmas I
expect an inundation of clamorous creditors, who, unless I
somehow or other scrape together some money to satisfy them, will
overwhelm me entirely. What can be done? If I could coin my
heart, or drop my blood into drachms, I would do it, though by
this time I should probably have neither heart nor blood left. I
am afraid. you will find Stephen in the same state of
insolvency. Adieu! I am obliged to you for the gentleness and
moderation of your dun, considering how long I have been your
`Yours most sincerely,
 Apud _Selwyn and his Contemporaries_ by Jesse.