I prayse the Lorde that I heare of thy wellfare, and of the rest of our familye: I thanke thee for thy most kinde lettre, and especially that sweet affection from whence it flowes. I am sorye, I cannot come downe to thee, as I hoped, but there is no remedye, the Lorde so disposeth, as I must staye yet (I doubt) a fortnight, but assure thy selfe, not one day more then I must needes. I praye thee haue patience, God in his due tyme, will bringe vs togither in peace. We are now agreed with the merchantes, and staye only to setle our affairs. I haue not one quarter of an howres tyme to write to thee: therefore thou must beare with me, and supply all defects of remembrances, the Lorde blesse thee my sweet wife and all ours farewell, send not vp my horses till I sende for them, thy faithful husband