[Letter to publisher, John Murray; written from Hans Place while Jane Austen was caring for her ill brother Henry]
My Brother’s severe Illness has prevented his replying to Yours of Oct: 15, on the subject of the MS of Emma, now in your hands– And as he is, though recovering, still in a state which we are fearful of harrassing by any Business, & I am at the same time desirous of coming to some decision on the affair in question, I must beg the favour of you to call on me here any day that may suit you best, & at any hour in the Eveng or any in the Morng except from 11 to one.– A short conversation may perhaps do more than much Writing.–
My Brother begs his Compts & best Thanks for your polite attention in supplying him with a copy of Waterloo.
I am Sir
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