Papa is unwell again.
While 'tis true that when you last visited him, his demeanour was all but normal, you cannot know what such effort cost him, so determined was he that you should not see his mind disarranged. He talks incessantly, dear Brother, and so abuses Mr. Burke that I wonder the poor man does not go mad himself. Even the Queen treads softly around him. I and your other dear sisters have been denied even the limited social intercourse we have come to depend upon to keep utter tedium at bay. Please, dearest Brother George, do something to bring this painful situation to an end.