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"We talked of pipe-clay regulation caps— Long twenty-fours—short culverins and mortars— Condemn'd the 'Horse Guards' for a set of raps, And cursed our fate at being in such quarters. Some smoked, some sighed, and some were heard to snore; Some wished themselves five fathoms 'neat the Solway; And some did pray—who never prayed before— That they might get the 'route' for Cork or Galway." |
CHAPTER XLII The Journey CHAPTER XLIII The Journey CHAPTER XLIV A Reminscence of the East CHAPTER XLV A Day in the Phoenix CHAPTER XLVI An Adventure in Canada CHAPTER XLVII The Courier's Passport CHAPTER XLVIII A Night in Strasbourg CHAPTER XLIX A Surprise CHAPTER L Jack Waller's Story CHAPTER LI Munich CHAPTER LII Inn at Munich CHAPTER LIII The Ball CHAPTER LIV A Discovery CHAPTER LV Conclusion |
Trevanion came at last. He had obtained my passport, and engaged a carriage to convey me about eight miles, where I should overtake the diligence—such a mode of travelling being judged more likely to favour my escape, by attracting less attention than posting. It was past ten when I left the Rue St. Honore, having shaken hands with Trevanion for the last time, and charged him with ten thousand soft mes