R.B. to E.B.B.

Tuesday 9 a.m.
[In the same envelope with the preceding letter.]

I got this on coming home last night—have just run through it this morning, and send it that time may not be lost. Faults, faults; but I don't know how I have got tired of this. The Tragedies will be better, at least the second—

At 3 this day! Bless you—