5 March 1785

Dear Mr. Piozzi,

I fear there is no way to begin this missive that would not simply delay the horrible sadness it is meant to convey. I fear I must offer my condolences on the loss of your wife's pregnancy. I fear the worst we all feared came to pass less than 24 hours after your departure for Vienna. Hester started that next day well, rising with the sun and breaking her fast with Lord Whitby before this old woman had even risen from her sleep. Lord Geoffrey tells me that there was no sign of discomfort or ill omen when he shared the morning meal that day with Hester. She felt well enough to take the morning sun in my garden, reading as she did so from one of those novels she loves so very well. By midday, when I arose, she was not looking well and complained of indigestion which soon turned to pains wicked enough to fold the lady in two. We sent for the dottore, who arrived with great haste. Still, he was too late. By the time, he arrived, Hester had birthed the child, dead, of course.

I can assure you that Hester is now resting comfortably. The doctor offered her laudunum, which she refused, saying she wanted to keep her wits even through her pain and grief. A wise choice, if you ask me. There was never a moment when it seemed we might lose your dear wife. She was strong throughout this ghastly ordeal. Of course, I remember this is not Hester's first loss of a child. Still, it is very hard on her. Doctor says there should be no more attempts at growing your family. I imagine he will want to speak with you when you arrive.

Hester asked me to tell you not to leave Vienna until your work there is done. She insists you must stay and sing and teach and carry on as if nothing has happened. This is, of course, absurd. Mr. Piozzi. Your wife needs to see you post haste. She simply must face her worst fears about teh affect this loss will have on you and, by extension, your young marriage. Hester has not said she fears your reaction to the loss, but I know from many years experience that every woman fears the loss of her husband's devotion. You must come to our Villa Anglaise as soon as you can be freed of your professional responsibilities so that you can reassure Hester that nothing between you will change. You love her now as you always have. Of that, there can be no doubt.

Please write to your wife to let her know of your plans. You will be in my thoughts, Mr. Piozzi. I'll see to Hester until you can be at her side.

Most Sincerely,

Lady Agnes Whitby