And often in after life, when lonely and melancholy, I have called up the time I spent there, and never failed to become cheerful from the recollection.
I found the master of the house a very kind and civil person.

Before being an inn-keeper he had been in some other line of business, but on the death of the former proprietor of the inn had married his widow, who was still alive, but being somewhat infirm, lived in a retired part of the house.

I have said that he was kind and civil; he was, however, not one of those people who suffer themselves to be made fools of by anybody; he knew his customers, and had a calm clear eye, which would look through a man without seeming to do so.

The accommodation of his house was of the very best description; his wines were good, his viands equally so, and his charges not immoderate; though he very properly took care of himself.

He was no vulgar inn-keeper, had a host of friends, and deserved them all.