Translation In full: "My body is ill, Monsieur; my soul is well, because it is full of you. I do not know where you are, and I am ignorant of whether Madame your daughter is with you. I am at a loss about a large packet that I sent you concerning fetishes, but you may be sure that the great Brosse. I had requested that you let me know whether your engraver could undertake a dozen prints; half of the monument would be set up under your auspices. I ask as a favor that you tell me wheter you have approved my boldness; it need not be teh case that youa are content to have appeared to me in my retreat. You have reawakened my old passion for you, and you will not leave me there after having turned my head. Wherever you are, have the kindness to give me your orders, and accept the tender respects of an ill man.