ghted up with joyous expectation and
Peregrine, venturing to go down into the cabin, comforted his governor
with an account of the happy turn of their affairs.

Jolter, transported with the thought of a speedy landing, began to
launch out in praise of that country for which they were bound. He
observed, that France was the land of politeness and hospitality, which
were conspicuous in the behaviour of all ranks and degrees, from the
peer to the peasant; that a gentleman and a foreigner, far from being
insulted and imposed upon by the lower class of people, as in England,
was treated with the utmost reverence, candour, and respect; and their
fields were fertile, their climate pure healthy, their farmers rich and
industrious, the subjects in general the happiest of men. He would have
prosecuted this favourite theme still farther, had not his pupil been
obliged to run upon deck, in consequence of certain warnings he received
from his stomach.

The skipper seeing his condition, very honestly reminded him of the cold
ham and fowls, with a basket of wine which he had ordered to be sent
on board, and asked if he would have the cloth laid below. He could
not have chosen a more seasonable opportunity of manifesting his own
disinterestedness. Peregrine made wry faces at the mention of food,
bidding him, for Heaven's sake, talk no more on that subject. He then
descended into the cabin, and put the same question to Mr. Jolter, who,
he knew, entertained the same abhorrence for his proposal; and meeting
with the like reception from him, went between decks, and repeated his
courteous proffer to the valet-de-chambre and lacquey, who lay sprawling
in all the pangs of a double evacuation, and rejected his civility with
the most horrible loathing. Thus baffled in all his kind endeavours,
he ordered the boy to secure the provision in one of his own lockers,
according to the custom of the ship.

It being low water when they arrived on the French coast, the vessel
could not enter the harbour, and they were obliged to bring to, and
wait for a boat, which in less than half-an-hour came alongside from the
shore. Mr. Jolter now came upon deck, and, snuffing up the French air
with symptoms of infinite satisfaction, asked of the boatmen, with the
friendly appellation of Mes enfants, what they demanded for transporting
him and his pupil with their baggage to the pier. But how was he
disconcerted, when those polite, candid, reasonable watermen dema