[Rough copy] 

[London, end of November 1852] 
Sir, 

No doubt you thought it unusual that I, a stranger, should have 
written to you like an old friend.'*' For this you must ascribe the 
blame to Weerth and Reinhardt. However, I realise that I was 
thoroughly mistaken. As an acquaintance of Campe’s, that old 
usurer, parjure* and maid-wife-widower, you must have been 
aware that this individual is one of my mortal enemies, and hence 
you had no right to offer him my pamphlet,” thereby affording 
him the opportunity he desired of conveying his impertinences to 
me indirectly and at no risk to himself. I am not personally 
acquainted with the individual, although possessed of some 
specific information about him. The fact that I am engaged in a 
fight @ mort with the sham LIBERALS is enough to expose me to his 
intrigues which, il en peut étre stir,* I shall answer when the time is 
ripe. 

In the second place you had no right whatever, upon receiving 
an inquiry from me, to write to Mr Bangya. So far as I am aware, 
it was I who introduced you to Mr Bangya, but in no sense did I 
present him as my confident in private matters. And it is strange 
to have Campe’s insolence conveyed to me through a 3rd party 
whom Mr Campe—I have this on the authority of Weerth here 
and shall inform Bangya accordingly—declares to be a spy. 

Should this letter cause you offence, you need only come to 
London; you know where I live and may be assured that you will 
always find me prepared to give you the satisfaction customary in 
such cases. 

Dr K. Marx