I know that the splendour of the Indian Court, and the gaieties of that brilliant society of which you would be one of the leading personages, have no temptation for you.
I can bribe you only by telling you that, if you will go with me, I will love you better than I love you now, if I can.
I have asked George Babington about your health and mine.

He says that he has very little apprehension for me, and none at all for you.

Indeed, he seemed to think that the climate would be quite as likely to do you good as harm.
All this is most strictly secret.

You may, of course, show the letter to Margaret; and Margaret may tell Edward; for I never cabal against the lawful authority of husbands.

But further the thing must not go.