My dear Darwin

Not the slightest inconvenience was caused by your keeping Richardson,¹ I assure you,— Had I wished to look at it—I would have written but it is not in my line.

The work you ask about is going on steadily—though not on a railroad— I am rather old fashioned in habits as well as ideas—Ergo—a slow coach.

I am happy to say that there is nothing whatever in your excellent and well-filled volume, to which I have any kind of objection to offer—therefore I trust that you will entertain no further Scruple on that Subject.

I have sealed up the copy sent to me by your Printer and will forward it to Capt. B. Hall with King’s.²

If M^r. Whewell’s notice of your work is published—I should feel obliged by your letting me know where I can see it— I mean his Speech at the Geological Soc^y. ³ A line by twopenny is the readiest way—

Sincerely yours | Rob^t. FitzRoy

PS. As my boy has to go near G^t. Marlbro’ Street he may as well take this note—and, if you are at home—, wait for an answer about M^r. Whewell’s Speech.

I have this moment had an application from poor Earle—who—it seems—has been somewhat overthrown by the New Zealand Association—or at least disappointed in his own Expectations.⁴