Thursday, July 29, 2010

July 29, 1780

A letter from F- in Rodez says that he is with R-, who has fallen ill. He says not to come, and that seeing me might only upset the Comte more. R- is raving, threatening to marry as well, alternately weeping, cursing, and sleeping. He does not eat and F- will not give him drink. The doctor has been with them, and the Comte's mother is due to arrive from Lyon within a few days.

I feel that this is all my doing, and now one of my dearest friends will not see me,

Olympe, Comtesse

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