“ ‘It is not my intention,’ ” he continued reading on, “ ‘to enter on a detailed list, within the compass of the present epistle (though it is ready elsewhere), of the various malpractices of a minor nature, affecting the individual whom I have denominated Mr. W. , to which I have been a tacitly consenting party. My object, when the contest within myself between stipend and no stipend, baker and no baker, existence and nonexistence, ceased, was to take advantage of my opportunities to discover and expose the major malpractices committed, to that gentleman’s grievous wrong and injury, by⁠— Heep . Stimulated by the silent monitor within, and by a no less touching and appealing monitor without⁠—to whom I will briefly refer as Miss W. ⁠—I entered on a not unlaborious task of clandestine investigation, protracted⁠—now, to the best of my knowledge, information, and belief, over a period exceeding twelve calendar months.’ ”