But I have described this voyage down the _Rhône_, 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 _François_ 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 better, I

think, as I mounted—you would not have thought the precaution amiss, or

found in your heart to have taken it in dudgeon; for my own part, I

took it most kindly; and determined to make him a present of them, when

we got to the end of our journey, for the trouble they had put him to,

of arming himself at all points against them.

Before I go further, let me get rid of my remark upon _Avignon_, which

is this: That I think it wrong, merely because a man’s hat has been

blown off his head by chance the first night he comes to

_Avignon_,——that he should therefore say, “_Avignon_ is more subject to

high winds than any town in all _France:_” for which reason I laid no

stress upon the accident till I had enquired of the master of the inn

about it, who telling me seriously it was so——and hearing, moreover,

the windiness of _Avignon_ spoke of in the country about as a

proverb——I set it down, merely to ask the learned what can be the

cause——the consequence I saw—for they are all Dukes, Marquisses, and

Counts, there——the duce a Baron, in all _Avignon_——so that there is

scarce any talking to them on a windy day.

Prithee, friend, said I, take hold of my mule for a moment——for I

wanted to pull off one of my jack-boots, which hurt my heel—the man was

standing quite idle at the door of the inn, and as I had taken it into

my head, he was someway concerned about the house or stable, I put the

bridle into his hand—so begun with the boot:—when I had finished the

affair, I turned about to take the mule from the man, and thank him——

——But _Monsieur le Marquis_ had walked in——

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