It was my intention to have written to you upon it some time hereafter, but the contents of a certain letter, sent by you just before your departure, accelerates the execution of my design.

From your own expressions used some time back, I was led to expect that you would be glad to take advantage _of any fair opportunity_ which might contribute towards that devoutly to be wished for object, viz., to let a certain correspondence die a natural death.

You may easily conceive how much I felt disappointed when I heard that you had written again, without a challenge, and that, without apparent cause, you had volunteered the promise to write from time to time.

This happens at a moment when _your_ harassing apprehension received new life and strength from two incidents which I think it my duty to make known to you, and of which the one came to pass _before_, the other after, your departure from here.

Some weeks back I was walking in the streets with Dr Praetorius,[156] when, finding myself opposite the house of one of my friends, it came across my mind to give him a call.