OOC: In part two, Deoiridh D’Alembert writes directly to Hamish.
October 20 1719
My Dear Sir
Mister Lochartte has generously offered to write a letter that will both introduce me to your notice and vouch for my character. When you receive this letter I will be on my way to the West Indies; at present I am about to leave for France. It is with great sadness that I must confess myself recently widowed. My husband, Gustave D’Alembert, died suddenly but two months ago (has it been that long already? It seems only yesterday that I found him in his office, where he was wont to labor far into the night, that face on which I used to gaze with rapt attention stricken with the unmistakable pallor and fixity of death. . .the memory is too much, forgive me). My husband was a French merchant, who divided his business interests between here and the Continent. I confess that there are some difficulties and embarrassments surrounding the settlement of his estate (due, I hasten to add, not to any lack of integrity on my husband’s part, but which arise chiefly from the actions of a number of employees in which he trusted too liberally). Nevertheless, I believe that I will be able to satisfy all concerned parties once I have consolidated and disposed of his various assets.
Unfortunately, this will leave me with very little in the way of resources for my self; regrettably the complexities of his business enterprises preoccupied my husband to the extent that he neglected to provide as fully for my wellbeing should he predecease me as I am sure he would have wanted to. He did, however, possess several small business ventures in the West Indies, and I am journeying there to take over their administration. I imagine that you may well find this an unusual step for a woman, particularly one whom is well-born, to take. Rest assured that the perils of the journey do not frighten me, nor the prospect of encountering a variety of discomforts and vicissitudes upon my arrival. And in truth, while Inverness-shire will always be my home, the beauties of my native land hold little appeal for me any more, associated as they are, ineradicably, with the presence of my husband, and the many pleasurable times we had there together.
I do not intend at all to be a burden upon you, sir. I wish only a modest place to stay until I can put my affairs in order and make a new life for myself. Mr. Lochartte has mentioned, in the way of conversation, some of the other interests you possess in the Caribbean, and while it would be inappropriate to go into those matters in too much detail at this time, let me just suggest that should my businesses prove as profitable as I expect, then I would be more than happy to discuss how we might align our separate interests into a mutual profitability.
With anticipation and ready thanks for your kindness
I remain
Deoiridh D’Alembert
The Soldier’s Rest
Beauly
Inverness-shire