I thirsted after an acquaintance with new scenes; my present situation could not be changed for a worse; I trusted to the constancy of Ludloe's friendship; to this at least it was better to trust than to the success of my imposture on Dorothy, which was adopted merely as a desperate expedient: finally I determined to embark with him.
In the course of this voyage my mind was busily employed.

There were no other passengers beside ourselves, so that my own condition and the character of Ludloe, continually presented themselves to my reflections.
It will be supposed that I was not a vague or indifferent observer.
There were no vicissitudes in the deportment or lapses in the discourse of my friend.

His feelings appeared to preserve an unchangeable tenor, and his thoughts and words always to flow with the same rapidity.

His slumber was profound and his wakeful hours serene.

He was regular and temperate in all his exercises and gratifications.