s habitation, and from thence give him a convoy to
Dover. This new treaty being settled, and a dossil of lint, with a
snip of plaster, applied to our adventurer's wound, he parted from the
brother of his dear Emilia, to whom and his friend Sophy he sent his
kindest wishes; and having lodged one night upon the road, arrived next
day in the afternoon at the garrison, where he found all his friends in
good health, and overjoyed at his return.

The commodore, who was by this time turned of seventy, and altogether
crippled by the gout, seldom went abroad; and as his conversation was
not very entertaining, had but little company within doors; so that his
spirits must have quite stagnated, had not they been kept in motion
by the conversation of Hatchway, and received at different times a
wholesome fillip from the discipline of his spouse, who, by the force of
pride, religion, and Cognac, had erected a most terrible tyranny in the
house. There was such a quick circulation of domestics in the family,
that every suit of livery had been worn by figures of all dimensions.
Trunnion himself had long before this time yielded to the torrent of her
arbitrary sway, though not without divers obstinate efforts to maintain
his liberty; and now, that he was disabled by his infirmities, when
he used to bear his empress singing the loud Orthyan song among the
servants below, he would often in whispers communicate to the lieutenant
hints of what he would do if so be as how he was not deprived of the use
of his precious limbs. Hatchway was the only person whom the temper of
Mrs. Trunnion respected, either because she dreaded his ridicule, or
looked upon his person with eyes of affection. This being the situation
of things in the garrison, it is not to be doubted that the old
gentleman highly enjoyed the presence of Peregrine, who found means to
ingratiate himself so effectually with his aunt, that while he remained
at home, she seemed to have exchanged the disposition of a tigress for
that of a gentle kid; but he found his own mother as implacable, and his
father as much henpecked, as ever.

Gamaliel, who now very seldom enjoyed the conversation of his old friend
the commodore, had some time ago entered into an amicable society,
consisting of the barber, apothecary, attorney, and exciseman of the
parish, among whom he used to spend the evening at Tunley's, and listen
to their disputes upon philosophy and politics with great comfort and
edificat