I knew also that no Editor of the Edinburgh Review could, without risking the ruin of the publication, resolutely oppose the demands of a man so able and powerful.

It was because I was certain that he would exact submissions which I am not disposed to make that I wished last year to give up writing for the Review.

I had long been meditating a retreat.

I thought Jeffrey's abdication a favourable time for effecting it; not, as I hope you are well assured, from any unkind feeling towards you; but because I knew that, under any Editor, mishaps such as that which has now occurred would be constantly taking place.

I remember that I predicted to Jeffrey what has now come to pass almost to the letter.
My expectations have been exactly realised.