condition--

--And so away I posted to the college of the Jesuits.

Now it is with the project of getting a peep at the history of China in
Chinese characters--as with many others I could mention, which strike
the fancy only at a distance; for as I came nearer and nearer to the
point--my blood cool'd--the freak gradually went off, till at length I
would not have given a cherry-stone to have it gratified--The truth was,
my time was short, and my heart was at the Tomb of the Lovers--I wish to
God, said I, as I got the rapper in my hand, that the key of the library
may be but lost; it fell out as well--

For all the Jesuits had got the cholic--and to that degree, as never was
known in the memory of the oldest practitioner.

Chapter 4.XXI.

As I knew the geography of the Tomb of the Lovers, as well as if I had
lived twenty years in Lyons, namely, that it was upon the turning of my
right hand, just without the gate, leading to the Fauxbourg de Vaise--I
dispatched Francois to the boat, that I might pay the homage I so long
ow'd it, without a witness of my weakness--I walk'd with all imaginable
joy towards the place--when I saw the gate which intercepted the tomb,
my heart glowed within me--

--Tender and faithful spirits! cried I, addressing myself to Amandus and
Amanda--long--long have I tarried to drop this tear upon your tomb--I
come--I come--

When I came--there was no tomb to drop it upon.

What would I have given for my uncle Toby, to have whistled Lillo
bullero!

Chapter 4.XXII.

No matter how, or in what mood--but I flew from the tomb of the
lovers--or rather I did not fly from it--(for there was no such thing
existing) and just got time enough to the boat to save my passage;--and
ere I had sailed a hundred yards, the Rhone and the Saon met together,
and carried me down merrily betwixt them.

But I have described this voyage down the Rhone, before I made it--

--So now I am at Avignon, and as there is nothing to see but the old
house, in which the duke of Ormond resided, and nothing to stop me but
a short remark upon the place, in three minutes you will see me crossing
the bridge upon a mule, with Francois upon a horse with my portmanteau
behind him, and the owner of both, striding the way before us, with a
long gun upon his shoulder, and a sword under his arm, lest peradventure
we should run away with his cattle. Had you seen my breeches in entering
Avignon,--Though you'd have seen them bette