ABSTRACT
At my return from Malta to Paris, my dear sister, I received the fair Zilia’s letter, which was delivered to me by your order, with a mixture of joy and dread. This letter, in the beginning, expresses her design to forget Aza, in the strongest terms; but, oh painful and cruel thought! it likewise expresses her resolution afresh never to put another in his place. She even forbids me having the least hope of that kind; what a mortal blow, my dear Celina, was this! Do you thoroughly enter into it?
