I am ill — incapable of thinking soundly — or of writing otherwise than briefly — yet harassed by a letter last week from Shepherd, & accruing cares, surmountable ones, though.
Sorry am I to trouble you, but unless I see you, there cannot be a grant from the Literary Fund.
An interview may I think tend to settle all matters. But it should be tomorrow, if you can give the time to meet me here, & to see Mr. Woollaston. My wife & Ellen, thank God, are well. I want the names of all the Committee, for, I hope, a real friend.