Well, I thought as much ––
With blows, why, that is only a far-fetched notion –– this is story is it at least three months old –– and is very far from being –– what he now makes it out to be –– The whole wretched story has been dragged in by a gossiping woman and a few other wretched fellows –– Indeed I am not losing much, for years really being ruined in this house where I am now living. [Anderson footnote: “I.e. in the Krugerstrasse where Beethoven had rooms on the first floor of the house where the Countess Erdödy and her family were living. Beethoven is referring no doubt to some difficulty with his manservant.]