ut if I go on with my drawing, after naming that son of Apollo, I'll be
shot--

So you must e'en be content with the original; which, if the evening is
fine in passing thro' Montreuil, you will see at your chaise-door, as
you change horses: but unless you have as bad a reason for haste as I
have--you had better stop:--She has a little of the devote: but that,
sir, is a terce to a nine in your favour-- -L... help me! I could not
count a single point: so had been piqued and repiqued, and capotted to
the devil.

Chapter 3.XCIII.

All which being considered, and that Death moreover might be much nearer
me than I imagined--I wish I was at Abbeville, quoth I, were it only to
see how they card and spin--so off we set.

(Vid. Book of French post-roads, page 36. edition of 1762.)
de Montreuil a Nampont- poste et demi
de Nampont a Bernay --- poste
de Bernay a Nouvion --- poste
de Nouvion a Abbeville poste
--but the carders and spinners were all gone to bed.

Chapter 3.XCIV.

What a vast advantage is travelling! only it heats one; but there is a
remedy for that, which you may pick out of the next chapter.

Chapter 3.XCV.

Was I in a condition to stipulate with Death, as I am this moment with
my apothecary, how and where I will take his clyster--I should certainly
declare against submitting to it before my friends; and therefore
I never seriously think upon the mode and manner of this great
catastrophe, which generally takes up and torments my thoughts as much
as the catastrophe itself; but I constantly draw the curtain across it
with this wish, that the Disposer of all things may so order it, that
it happen not to me in my own house--but rather in some decent inn--at
home, I know it,--the concern of my friends, and the last services of
wiping my brows, and smoothing my pillow, which the quivering hand of
pale affection shall pay me, will so crucify my soul, that I shall die
of a distemper which my physician is not aware of: but in an inn, the
few cold offices I wanted, would be purchased with a few guineas, and
paid me with an undisturbed, but punctual attention--but mark. This inn
should not be the inn at Abbeville--if there was not another inn in the
universe, I would strike that inn out of the capitulation: so

Let the horses be in the chaise exactly by four in the morning--Yes,
by four, Sir,--or by Genevieve! I'll raise a clatter in the house shall
wake the dead.

Chapter 3.XCVI.