Capitolo 11
rascals, a circumstance far more to be dreaded that the other. But I have
a still the tallest motive to wish to be kept calm this bargain--Your
the welfare of daughter and equitable name. Forgive me to be forced to speak of
his/her in this connection; it is, I assure Him, while seriously tormenting to me; but me
it will strive him to do my duty, also with the fear to offend first my eyes.
As already shown, the evidence of Your daughter, publicly or privately
determined, it has to place on me the weight of crime; besides this, I owe,
now undertakes the formidable assignment to inform her that my enemy that me
you/he/she has already told him it has an eye to the hand of Your daughter, you/he/she is concerned from
his/her with favor. Is not frightened; I am but telling his simple truth,
what, unless a stop can have put to the time to draw afoot, you want but
too soon discovers to Your pain. This individual that desires to emulate me in
the affections of Your daughter, are pouring in its histories of ear of
every prejudice kind her against me--and I fear with but too much
success. You lately avoid whenever me every, it is convenient to do so, while
she walks out with often my--no, he is too much despicable to have called a
competing.
"You now see the state of the case; You see on that that a slippery place me
standing coop, and how much has need there is to be aware and cautious where and as
I advance. My equitable name is in danger to have blackened; my perspectives for the life
damaged; my hopes destroyed and I suspected to be the partner
of rascals. And all this has so astutely been contrived, I am me in
the sweaters of the net plotted for trapping me, first I was become aware of some
being of sketches formed against me, or that I had enemies that were looking for
to grab my downfall; and, worse that everybody, when these oppressive truths are
done apparent to me and mine a lot of soul burns to disentangle himself/herself/themselves from the
difficulty that surrounds me, and it assures the crime where it belongs, and
you crush the wicked one with his/her his/her own guilt, I am laced. Then it surrounded it is me that,