I wait with impatience for your final orders about the mohairs; the mercer persecuting me every day for three pieces which I thought pretty, and which I have kept by me eventually, to secure them in case your ladies should pitch upon them.

If I durst! what should hinder you from daring?  One always dares if there are hopes of success; and even if there are none, one is no loser by daring.  A man of fashion knows how, and when, to dare.  He begins his approaches by distant attacks, by assiduities, and by attentions.  If he is not immediately and totally repulsed, he continues to advance.  After certain steps success is infallible; and none but very silly fellows can then either doubt, or not attempt it.  Is it the respectable character of Madame de la Valiere which prevents your daring, or are you intimidated at the fierce virtue of Madame du Pin?  Does the invincible modesty of the handsome Madame Case discourage, more than her beauty invites you?  Fie, for shame!  Be convinced that the most virtuous woman, far from being offended at a declaration of love, is flattered by it, if it is made in a polite and agreeable manner.  It is possible that she may not be propitious to your vows; that is to say, if she has a liking or a passion for another person.  But, at all events, she will not be displeased with you for it; so that, as there is no danger, this cannot even be called daring.  But if she attends, if she listens, and allows you to repeat your declaration, be persuaded that if you do not dare all the rest, she will laugh at you.  I advise you to begin rather by Madame du Pin, who has still more than beauty enough for such a youngster as you.  She has, besides, knowledge of the world, sense, and delicacy.  As she is not so extremely young, the choice of her lovers cannot be entirely at her option.  I promise you, she will not refuse the tender of your most humble services.  Distinguish her, then, by attentions and by tender looks.  Take favorable opportunities of whispering that you wish esteem and friendship were the only motives of your regard for her; but that it derives from sentiments of a much more tender nature:  that you made not this declaration without pain; but that the concealing your passion was a still greater torment.

I am sensible, that in saying this for the first time, you will look silly, abashed, and even express yourself very ill.  So much the better; for, instead of attributing your confusion to the little usage you have of the world, particularly in these sort of subjects, she will think that excess of love is the occasion of it.  In such a case, the lover’s best friend is self-love.  Do not then be afraid; behave gallantly.  Speak well, and you will be heard.  If you are not listened to the first time, try a second, a third, and a fourth.  If the place is not already taken, depend upon it, it may be conquered.