My father I found much aged by grief, but he was kind and tender with me beyond all words.
From him I had it that our enemies were gone to France; it would seem they had thought it better to remain absent for a while.

He had learnt that they were in Paris, and hither I determined forthwith to follow them.

Vainly did my father remonstrate with me; vainly did he urge me rather: to bear my story to the King at Whitehall and seek for justice.
I had been well advised had I obeyed this counsel, but I burned to take my vengeance with my own hands, and with this purpose I repaired to France.
"Two nights after my arrival in Paris it was my ill-fortune to be embroiled in a rough-and-tumble in the streets, and by an ill-chance I killed a man--the first was he of several that I have sent whither I am going to-morrow.

The affair was like to have cost me my life, but by another of those miracles which have prolonged it, I was sent instead to the galleys on the Mediterranean.

It was only wanting that, after all that already I had endured, I should become a galley-slave! "For twelve long years I toiled at an oar, and waited.