Complains of his innocence in causing Humphry to have to write a long letter. He elaborates on the necessity and utility of a life of an unnamed historical painter [
Reynolds?] and apologises for bothering Humphry, but will continue to do so until there is no need for an intermediary.
He hadn't heard of the "increase" of "treasures", although he has trouble puzzling out Humphrys riddles. He has no idea who Humphry means the "owner of the hotbed" to be, but cannot believe the forgeries as good as Humphry claims,
Malone rubbishes them. "
Whory Walpole, I hear, rails like any drab."