Manon Lescaut, The Abbé Prévost [best summer reads .TXT] 📗

I wrote to my family. By a letter from my elder brother, I there learned my father’s death, which, I dread to think, the disorders of my youth might have hastened. The wind being favourable for Calais, I embarked for this port, and am now going to the house of one of my relations who lives a few miles off, where my brother said that he should anxiously await my arrival.”

End of Project Gutenberg’s Etext of Manon Lescaut by the Abbe Prevost