You will write to me your Intentions and may almost depend on my being at Cambridge in October. You say you mean to be etc. in the _Autumn_; I should be glad to know what you call this present Season, it would be Winter in every other Country which I have seen. If we meet in October we will travel in my _Vis_. and can have a cage for the children and a cart for the Nurse. Or perhaps we can forward them by the Canal. Do let us know all about it, your "_bright thought_" is a little clouded, like the Moon in this preposterous climate.

[Footnote 1: The following is Mrs. Leigh's letter, to which the above is an answer:

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"My dearest brother,--I hope you don't dislike receiving letters so much as writing them, for you would in that case pronounce me a great torment. But as I prepared you in my last for its being followed very soon by another, I hope you will have reconciled your mind to the impending toil. I really wrote in such a hurry that I did not say half I wished; but I did not like to delay telling you how happy you made me by writing. I have been dwelling constantly upon the idea of going to Newstead ever since I had your wish to see me there. At last a _bright thought_ struck me.

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"We intend, I believe, to go to Yorkshire in the autumn. Now, if I could contrive to pay you a visit _en passant_, it would be delightful, and give me the greatest pleasure. But I fear you would be obliged to make up your mind to receive my _Brats_ too. As for my husband, he prefers the _outside of the Mail_ to _the inside of a Post-Chaise_, particularly when partly occupied by Nurse and Children, so that we always travel _independent_ of each other.

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"So much for this, my dear B. I can only say I should _much_ like to see you at Newstead. The former I hope I shall at all events, as you must not be shabby, but come to Cambridge as you promised. Are you staying at Newstead now for any time? I saw George Byron in Town for one day, and he promised to call or write again, but has not done either, so I begin to think he has gone back to Lisbon. I think it is impossible not to like him; he is so good-natured and natural. We talked much of you; he told me you were grown very thin; as you don't complain, I hope you are not the worse for being so, and I remember you used to wish it. Don't you think _it a great shame_ that George B. is not promoted? I wish there was any possibility of assisting him about it; but all I know who _could_ do any good with you _present_ Ministers, I don't for many reasons like to ask. Perhaps there may be a change bye and bye.