Our Host thought it necessary to apologize for the poorness of the supper: 'He had not been apprized of our coming; He could only offer us such fare as had been intended for his own family:' 'But,' added He, 'should any accident detain my noble Guests longer than they at present intend, I hope to give them a better treatment.' The Villain! I well knew the accident to which He alluded; I shuddered at the treatment which He taught us to expect! My Companion in danger seemed entirely to have got rid of her chagrin at being delayed.

She laughed, and conversed with the family with infinite gaiety.

I strove but in vain to follow her example.

My spirits were evidently forced, and the constraint which I put upon myself escaped not Baptiste's observation.
'Come, come, Monsieur, cheer up!' said He; 'You seem not quite recovered from your fatigue.

To raise your spirits, what say you to a glass of excellent old wine which was left me by my Father?
God rest his soul, He is in a better world! I seldom produce this wine; But as I am not honoured with such Guests every day, this is an occasion which deserves a Bottle.' He then gave his Wife a Key, and instructed her where to find the wine of which He spoke.