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Friday Morning, April 21 My mother will not comply with your condition, my dear. I hinted it to her, as from myself. But the Harlowes (excuse me) have got her entirely in with them. It is a scheme of mine, she told me, formed to draw her into your party against your parents. Which, for your own sake, she is very careful about.
Don't be so much concerned about my mother and me, once more, I beg of you. We shall do well enough together -- now a falling out, now a falling in.