ghs more than the rhinoceros did which was at Post-down
fair."

As the vessel neared, I did behold a most enormous woman in a sky-blue
silk dress, and a large sky-blue parasol over her head; the bonnet
having been taken off, I presume, on account of the heat. "She is a
monster," replied I; "the major was a bold man; I think I have seen the
face before."

"I am told that she was the daughter of a purser, and had a lot of
money," continued my friend.

I recollected then, and I replied, "Yes; I know now, her name was
Culpepper."

"That was the name," replied he; "I recollect now."

The reader may probably recollect Miss Medea, who knew so well how to
put that and that together; and her mother, who I presumed had long ago
been suffocated in her own fat, a fate which I thought that Mrs O'Flinn
would meet with as well as her mother. The lady did not recognise me,
which I was not sorry for. I certainly should have cut her dead. I
walked forward, and my thoughts reverted to the time when my mother
first brought me down to embark, and I was taken care of by Bob Cross.
This recollection of Bob Cross reminded me that I had promised to be at
his wedding, and that it was to take place on the following day, which I
had quite forgotten. So that Mrs O'Flinn did me a good turn at last,
as I should have neglected my promise, if she had not made her
appearance, sailing along like an elephantine Cleopatra.

CHAPTER THIRTY THREE.

I had not called upon old Waghorn, the uncle of Jane; as I was fearful
that he might recognise the pretended agent of former days with the now
captain of the Circe. The blind are very acute in all their other
senses,--a species of reparation made by nature by way of
indemnification for the severe loss which they have sustained.

As I grew older I grew wiser, and I could not help remarking, that the
acts of deceit, which as a midshipman I thought not only very
justifiable, but good fun, were invariably attended with unpleasant
results. Even in this trifle my heart misgave me, whether on my
appearance at the wedding I might not I be recognised, and be the cause
of creating a breach, by raising suspicions on the part of the blind man
which might prevent the wedding; and I had stated my fears to Bob Cross.
"Well, Captain Keene, it was all done with good intentions, and I do
not think that there is much fear. It's a long while back, and you were
not so much of a man as you are now. They do say, t