I am afraid I have tired your
ladyship; I will make but one remove, more easterly, and then I believe
you will allow the place we see to be London."

He might have saved himself the trouble, for I was thoroughly convinced
of my error; but to give myself time to recover, and to hide my
confusion, I seemed not yet to be quite convinced. I looked, and the
first object that presented itself was Aldgate Church, which, though I
confess to my shame, I seldom saw the inside of it, yet I was well
acquainted with the outside, for many times my friend the Quaker and I
had passed and repassed by it when we used to go in the coach to take an
airing. I saw the church, or the steeple of the church, so plain, and
knew it so well, that I could not help saying, with some earnestness,
"My dear, I see our church; the church, I mean, belonging to our
neighbourhood; I am sure it is Aldgate Church." Then I saw the Tower,
and all the shipping; and, taking my eye from the glass, I thanked the
gentleman for the trouble I had given him, and said to him that I was
fully convinced that the place I saw was London, and that it was the
very place we came from that morning.

When we came to Sittingbourne, our servant soon brought us word that
although we were at the best inn in the town, yet there was nothing in
the larder fit for our dinner. The landlord came in after him and began
to make excuses for his empty cupboard. He told us, withal, that if we
would please to stay, he would kill a calf, a sheep, a hog, or anything
we had a fancy to. We ordered him to kill a pig and some pigeons, which,
with a dish of fish, a cherry pie, and some pastry, made up a tolerable
dinner. We made up two pounds ten shillings, for we caused the landlord,
his wife, and two daughters, to dine with us, and help us off with our
wine. Our landlady and her two daughters, with a glass or two given to
the cook, managed two bottles of white wine. This operated so strong
upon one of the young wenches that, my spouse being gone out into the
yard, her tongue began to run; and, looking at me, she says to her
mother, "La! mother, how much like the lady her ladyship is" (speaking
of me), "the young woman who lodged here the other night, and stayed
here part of the next day, and then set forward for Canterbury,
described. The lady is the same person, I'm sure."

This greatly alarmed me, and made me very uneasy, for I concluded this
young woman could be no other than my daughter, who