However William Maurice speeds where he is, Thomas Owen knows he is missed at home, for as the proverb says 'the eye of the mr fatteth the horse'. It would be a comfort to William Maurice's friends and neighbours if he spent his latter days among them in tranquillity of mind, out of contention and litigiousness. Does not doubt that William Maurice will embrace this course when due occasion is offered. Meanwhile let him ply his business courageously, unswayed by his enemies; let him spare no cost - 'crede mihi res est ingenissa dare'. William Maurice lately suffered a 'foyle' before the Council; it could not be otherwise since William Maurice's course was unwise and done in heat. William Maurice must pay £31.13.4 by 20 March next to falsify Justice Barker's report of his careless payments. [?Mores] and the other two fellows would have stood by it still if Thomas Owen and Richard Gruff' of Tregarneth had not been there - they had to stay for three days. William Maurice's solicitor Gruff' Jones played the part of an honest man, and would have done better under any other attorney than John Powell, 'who is like to goe down the weather'. Requests William Maurice at his leisure to talk with the Lord Mayor's son on Thomas Owen's behalf, for the Mayor will perhaps be busy, condoling with him for his wife's decease, which Thomas Owen hears he takes heavily. Let William Maurice ask them to deal well with Thomas Owen, reminding the Mayor how Mr Williams the goldsmith escaped Thomas Owen by the Mayor's failure to pass the assurance to Williams, which caused Thomas Owen much trouble and expense. If necessary, would try to come up to deal with them upon reasonable notice from William Maurice, especially if William Maurice finds them willing to give him fully what he should have had from Mr Williams as 'he', Thomas Owen's brother, his cousin John Wynne Bodvyan, now in London, and his cousin Humfrey Jones can say. Spoke to Mr Middleton about it last summer, when the latter was in the country. Because of Thomas Owen's 'arrearages' to the Mayor and others, cannot live at Plas Du long 'in any good fashion', because of his last 'lawying' with Mr Williams, of which he hopes the Mayor will have some feeling. Has no stock to furnish his grounds, and is driven to find all necessaries from his corn. Has lately been subject, like William Maurice, to 'sundry casualties' from 'combrous neigbours without any color of right or truth', which costs backward a man of mean estate.