It is time to let you know of the goings on here. I never held with bearing tales, and perhaps it’s worse to bring tales against Master Cornelius, as is your own flesh and blood, but what am I to do as was left in charge, and to keep the house respectable? He’s not been home this three night. And you ought to know as there is a young lady, his cousin from New Zealand, as is come to the house three or four times since you went away, and stayed a long time with him, though it is some time now that I ain’t seen her. She is a pretty, modest-looking young lady, though I must say I was ill-pleased when Mr. Cornelius would have her stay all night, and I up and told him if she was his cousin, it wasn’t as if she was his sister and it wouldn’t do, and I would walk out of the house if he insisted on me making up a bed for her. Then he laughed in my face and told me I was an old fool, and he was only making game of me. But that was after he had done his best to persuade me and I wouldn’t be persuaded. I told him if neither he nor the young lady had a character to keep, I had one to lose, and I wouldn’t. But I don’t think he said anything to her about staying all night, for she come down the stair as innocent-like as any dove, and bid me good night smiling, and they walked away together. And I wouldn’t have took upon me to be a spy, nor I wouldn’t have mentioned the thing, for it’s none of my business so long as nobody doesn’t abuse the house as is my charge, but he ain’t been home for three nights, and there is the feelings of a mother! And it’s my part to let her know as her son ain’t slept in his own bed for three nights, and that’s a fact. I hope dear mis’ess it won’t kill you to hear it. O why did his father leave him alone in London, with none but an old woman like me, as he always did look down upon, to look after him!

Your humble servant for twenty years,

S.H.