goS THE LIFE OF 



I had palTed about eight days under this gen- 

 tleman's hofpitable roof, receiving every day 

 marks of politenefs and attention, which ren- 

 dered my abode very pleafant, but without 

 hearing from Mr. Walpole or Mr. Murray. 

 That they had been fent to Manique, the per- 

 petual good offices I was daily experiencing 

 left me no room to doubt ; but the Intendant 

 I knew to be capable of any ad: of cruelty or 

 meannefs ; I therefore concluded that he had 

 fupprelTed them, and that Mr. Walpole was as 

 unacquainted with my removal as he had been 

 with my arreft, to which they had proftituted 

 his name; nor was I without fufpicions that 

 they had now recurred to the fame impudent 

 projedl. 



While thefe reflexions occupied my mind I 

 was fuddenly informed that the fleet was drop- 

 ping down, and that I muft prepare to embark ; 

 I needed very little preparation, and in a few 

 minutes was ready. My kind landlord gave 

 me a lift of the ftores he had laid in for me, 

 which were more than fufficient for a much 

 longer voyage than that I was about to rake ; 

 then putting a pallport into my hand, he in- 

 formed me, that as there was no fliips going to 

 ■England for fome time, Manique had directed 

 him to put me on board one of the convoy go- 

 ing to Gibraltar. He affured me, as was the 



faft. 



