Tuesday, midnight
Adieu ! They wait for me . Yours , A. Fermor . Tuesday , midnight . We have had a very agreable day , Lucy , a pretty enough kind of a ball , and every body in good humor : I danced with Fitzgerald , whom I never knew so agreable . Happy love is gay , I find ; Emily is all sprightliness , your brother 's eyes have never left her one moment , and her blushes seemed to shew her sense of the distinction ; I never knew her look so handsome as this day . Do you know I felt for Madame Des Roches ?