sly,
with the best friend and honestest man in the world, got all my money in
my pocket, and a bastard in my belly, I took shipping at the Brill in
the packet-boat, and arrived safe at Harwich, where my woman Amy was
come by my direction to meet me.

I would willingly have given ten thousand pounds of my money to have
been rid of the burthen I had in my belly, as above; but it could not
be, so I was obliged to bear with that part, and get rid of it by the
ordinary method of patience and a hard travail.

I was above the contemptible usage that women in my circumstances
oftentimes meet with. I had considered all that beforehand; and having
sent Amy beforehand, and remitted her money to do it, she had taken me
a very handsome house in ---- Street, near Charing Cross; had hired me
two maids and a footman, who she had put in a good livery; and having
hired a glass coach and four horses, she came with them and the
man-servant to Harwich to meet me, and had been there near a week before
I came, so I had nothing to do but to go away to London to my own house,
where I arrived in very good health, and where I passed for a French
lady, by the title of ----.

My first business was to get all my bills accepted, which, to cut the
story short, was all both accepted and currently paid; and I then
resolved to take me a country lodging somewhere near the town, to be
incognito, till I was brought to bed; which, appearing in such a figure
and having such an equipage, I easily managed without anybody's offering
the usual insults of parish inquiries. I did not appear in my new house
for some time, and afterwards I thought fit, for particular reasons, to
quit that house, and not to come to it at all, but take handsome large
apartments in the Pall Mall, in a house out of which was a private door
into the king's garden, by the permission of the chief gardener, who had
lived in the house.

I had now all my effects secured; but my money being my great concern at
that time, I found it a difficulty how to dispose of it so as to bring
me in an annual interest. However, in some time I got a substantial
safe mortgage for L14,000 by the assistance of the famous Sir Robert
Clayton, for which I had an estate of L1800 a year bound to me, and had
L700 per annum interest for it.

This, with some other securities, made me a very handsome estate of
above a thousand pounds a year; enough, one would think, to keep any
woman in England from being a whore.