but all her letters, previous to those I have come at, are in that box.
Dorcas is uneasy upon it: yet hopes that her lady does not suspect her;
for she is sure that she laid in every thing as she found it.



LETTER II

MR. LOVELACE, TO JOHN BELFORD, ESQ.
COCOA-TREE, SATURDAY, MAY 27.

This ipecacuanha is a most disagreeable medicine. That these cursed
physical folks can find out nothing to do us good, but what would poison
the devil! In the other world, were they only to take physic, it would
be punishable enough of itself for a mis-spent life. A doctor at one
elbow, and an apothecary at the other, and the poor soul labouring under
their prescribed operations, he need no worse tormentors.

But now this was to take down my countenance. It has done it: for, with
violent reachings, having taken enough to make me sick, and not enough
water to carry it off, I presently looked as if I had kept my bed a
fortnight. Ill jesting, as I thought in the midst of the exercise, with
edge tools, and worse with physical ones.

Two hours it held me. I had forbid Dorcas to let her lady know any thing
of the matter; out of tenderness to her; being willing, when she knew my
prohibition, to let her see that I expected her to be concerned for me.--

Well, but Dorcas was nevertheless a woman, and she can whisper to her
lady the secret she is enjoined to keep!