Be assured that it will not make the smallest difference in my sentiments towards you, or render me in the smallest degree less disposed to lend you my aid (such as it is) on any other occasion when it may be better calculated to be of use to you.
Yours very truly, J.Mill.
Gifford was not a man of business; he was unpunctual.

The second number of the _Quarterly_ appeared behind its time, and the publisher felt himself under the necessity of expostulating with the editor.
_John Murray to Mr.Gifford_.
_May_ 11, 1809.
Dear Mr.Gifford, I begin to suspect that you are not aware of the complete misery which is occasioned to me, and the certain ruin which must attend the _Review_, by our unfortunate procrastination.

Long before this, every line of copy for the present number ought to have been in the hands of the printer.

Yet the whole of the _Review_ is yet to print.

I know not what to do to facilitate your labour, for the articles which you have long had he scattered without attention, and those which I ventured to send to the printer undergo such retarding corrections, that even by this mode we do not advance.