the first time since our capture that we had been without a guard, and might have easily decamped, had we been so inclined; but certainly no opportunity, however tempting, could have induced us to violate the frank and friendly confidence reposed in us by our philosophical veteran; in the evening he again visited us, and with much feeling, recommended us to the particular indulgence of his successor, who, for the sake of distinction, was dubbed the fat captain. Early the following day, we passed through the town of Beaucaire, and, arriving in the evening at Nismes, were marched to prison; but were soon permitted to go into the town, through the kind interference of some English gentlemen, here residing as "déténus."
The next morning we breakfasted with a Mr. Walker, at whose house we had the good fortune to meet Doctor Grey,[1] from whom we received the kindest attention; we dined with him on that day, and those who have the happiness of his acquain-*
- ↑ Now Sir Thomas Grey, residing at Ramsgate.
