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42 UNPUBLISHED LETTERS.

have no occasion to wonder at my brevity, when you
consider me as confind to the narrow bounds of We,,
quatenus "We, which I continue.

Our t§te a tete Conversations that you enquire
after, did consist less in Words, than in looks
and signs, & to give you a notion of them, I ought
to send you our Pictures: tho' we should find it
difficult to sit for 'em in such attitudes as we naturally
fall into, when alone together. At present M^r Conway
who lives with us, joins to make them a little more
verbose, & everything is mighty well. On Monday
next we set out for Rheims, (where we expect to be
very dull) there to stay a Month or two, then we
cross Burgundy & Dauphiny, & so go to Avignon,
Aix, Marseilles &c. the Weather begins to be violently
hot already even here, and this is our ingenious Con-
trivance, as the Summer increases, to seek out cool
retreats among the scorchd rocks of Provence. I
will not promise, but that if next Winter bid fair for
extreme Cold we shall take a trip to Muscovy. You
in the mean time, will be quietly enjoying the tem-
perate air of England, under yr own Vine, and under
your own (at least under M^rs Lewis's) Figtree and I
do'nt doubt but the fruits of your leisure will turn
to more account, than those of our laborious pere-
grination, and while our thoughts are rambling about
& changeing situation oftener than our bodies, you
will be fixing your attention upon some weighty



	42 UNPUBLISHED LETTERS. have no occasion to wonder at my brevity, when you consider me as confind to the narrow bounds of We,, quatenus "We, which I continue. Our t§te a tete Conversations that you enquire after, did consist less in Words, than in looks and signs, & to give you a notion of them, I ought to send you our Pictures: tho' we should find it difficult to sit for 'em in such attitudes as we naturally fall into, when alone together. At present M^r Conway who lives with us, joins to make them a little more verbose, & everything is mighty well. On Monday next we set out for Rheims, (where we expect to be very dull) there to stay a Month or two, then we cross Burgundy & Dauphiny, & so go to Avignon, Aix, Marseilles &c. the Weather begins to be violently hot already even here, and this is our ingenious Con- trivance, as the Summer increases, to seek out cool retreats among the scorchd rocks of Provence. I will not promise, but that if next Winter bid fair for extreme Cold we shall take a trip to Muscovy. You in the mean time, will be quietly enjoying the tem- perate air of England, under yr own Vine, and under your own (at least under M^rs Lewis's) Figtree and I do'nt doubt but the fruits of your leisure will turn to more account, than those of our laborious pere- grination, and while our thoughts are rambling about & changeing situation oftener than our bodies, you will be fixing your attention upon some weighty