My Dear Lord Advocate,This trifle was written at your desire, and you did me the honour to read it to an assembly of Scotch Notables at Ulbster Hall, when I was myself unable to attend.Having thus stood godfather to the young stranger, you will not object to your gossip sending it into the world under the protection of your name. If my production is a fault, 1 have at least the poor Frenchwoman's excuse, that it is a very little one.
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