ds," he said, "I was glad to hear that you got through
this business quicker than I did. Here we are in Sweden, and here
I, at least, am likely to stay, unless I can pass by land through
Holland, France, and across from Calais, for never again will I
venture upon a long voyage. I have been feeling very ungrateful,
for, over and over again, I wished that you had not rescued me, as
death on Tower Hill would have been nothing to the agonies that I
have been enduring!"

As soon as the vessel was warped alongside the quay, they landed,
and put up at an hotel, Sir Marmaduke insisting that the ground was
as bad as the sea, as it kept on rising and falling beneath his
feet. Mr. Jervoise agreed to return on board the following day, to
fetch the luggage, which would by that time have been got up from
the hold.

At the hotel, they met several persons able to speak English, and
from them learnt how matters had been going on since they had last
heard. The town and fortress of Tonningen had fallen, after a
vigorous defence; it had been bombarded for eight days, and had
repulsed one assault, but had been captured at the second attack.
England and Holland had agreed to furnish fleets, and an army of
twelve thousand Swedes were in readiness to march, at once, while
other armies were being formed. The king had, the week before,
reviewed the army gathered at Malmoe; and had, on the previous day,
arrived at Gottenburg, accompanied by the Duke of Holstein.

Mr. Jervoise went, the same afternoon, to find out some of his
friends who resided at Gottenburg. He was fortunate enough to find
one of them, who was able to inform him that his wife's cousin was
now a major, in one of the newly-raised regiments stationed at
Gottenburg.

He found him without difficulty. Major Jamieson was delighted at
the coming of his former friend.

"You are the last person I expected to see here, Jervoise. It is
true that, when we met last, you said that if matters went wrong in
England you should come out here, instead of taking refuge in
France; but, as everything is quiet, I had little hope of seeing
you again, until I paid another visit to Scotland, of which at
present there is but little prospect. Have you grown tired of doing
nothing, and is it a desire to see something of a stirring life
that has brought you over here?"

Mr. Jervoise related, shortly, the events by which he had been
driven into exile, and expressed his desire to serve in the army of