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directly, where you will be fafe." — " Sir, faid I, I hope you 

 will find me an honeft man, I have no enemy that I know, 

 either in Jidda or elfewhere, nor do I owe any man any 

 thing." — " I am lure, fays he, I am doing wrong, in keeping 

 a poor man Handing, who ought to be in his bed. Here!. 

 Philip! Philip!" — Philip appeared. "Boy, fays he, in Portu- 

 guefe, which, as I imagine, he fuppofed I did not under- 

 Hand; here is a poor Englishman, that fliould be either in 

 his bed or his grave ; carry him to the cook, tell him to give 

 him as much broth and mutton as he can eat ; the fellow 

 feems to have been ftarved, but I would rather have the 

 feeding of ten to India, than the burying of one at Jidda." 



Philip de la Cruz was thefon of a Portuguefe lady, whom 

 Captain Thornhill had married; a boy of great talents, and 

 excellent difpofition, who carried me with great willingnefs 

 to the cook. I made as aukward a bow as I could to Capt. 

 Thornhill, and faid, " God will return this to your honour 

 fome day." Philip carried me into a court-yard, where they 

 ufed to expofe the famples of their India goods in large 

 bales. It had a portico along the left-hand fide of it, which 

 feemed deiigned for a liable. To this place I was introduced, 

 and thither the cook brought me my dinner. Several of 

 the Erglifh from the veffels, lafcars, and others, came in to 

 look at me ; and I heard it, in general, agreed among them s 

 that I was a very thief-like fellow, and certainly a Turk, 

 and d- — n them if they iliould like to fall into my hands. 



I fell fail alleep upon the mat, while Philip was order- 

 ing me another apartment. In the mean time, fome of 

 my people had followed the baggage to the Cuftom-houfe r 

 and fome of them ilaid on board the boat, to prevent the 



3. pilfering 



