My dear Lubbock

I beg pardon for troubling you again. I do not know how I blundered in expressing myself in making you believe that we accepted your kind invitation to Brighton. I meant merely to thank you sincerely for wishing to see such a worn-out old dog as myself.² I hardly know when we leave this place,—not under a fortnight, & then we shall wish to rest under our own roof-tree.—

I do not think I hardly ever admired a book more than Paley’s Natural Theology:³ I could almost formerly have said it by heart.—

I am glad you have got my Book, but I fear that you value it far too highly.— I sh^d. be grateful for any criticism I care not for Reviews, but for the opinion of men like you & Hooker & Huxley & Lyell &c—

Farewell. With our joint thanks to M^rs Lubbock & yourself | Adios. | C. Darwin