I expected that they would have divided to let me through them; instead of which they closed upon me and bore me back.

I was borne within a yard of the precipice, when I discovered my danger; and perceiving among them the murderer of Peter Green, and two others who had insulted me at the King's Arms, it instantly struck me that they had a design to throw me over the pier-head; which they might have done at this time, and yet have pleaded that I had been killed by accident.
There was not a moment to lose.

Vigorous on account of the danger, I darted forward.

One of them, against whom I pushed myself, fell down: their ranks were broken; and I escaped, not without blows, amidst their imprecations and abuse.
I determined now to go to Lancaster, to make some inquiries about the Slave Trade there.

I had a letter of introduction to William Jepson, one of the religious society of the Quakers, for this purpose.