Not a play worth seeing, and I nearly lost a fortune at piquet the other night.
The King has a new mistress, they tell me, but I haven't seen her yet. Some actress or other.
Rockingham's here, you know, and all agog to see you.
God dammit, he said to me, in town, let's go down to Navron and see what Dona is up to, and here we are, and you a confounded invalid in bed."
"I am much better, Harry.
It was only a passing thing."
"Well, I'm glad to hear that.
As I say, you look well enough.
You have a tan on you, haven't you?
You're as dark as a gypsy."
"The illness must have made me yellow."
"And your eyes are larger than ever they were, dammit."
"The result of the fever, Harry."
"Queer sort of fever.
Must be something to do with the climate down here. Would you like the dogs up on your bed?"
"No, I think not."
"Hi, Duke, give your mistress a kiss, and then get down.
Here, Duchess, here's your mistress.
Duchess has a sore patch on her back, and she's nearly scratched herself raw, look at that now, what would you do to her?
I've rubbed in some pomade, but it does her no good.
I've bought a new horse, by-the-way, she's down there in the stable.
A chestnut, with a deuce of a temper, but she covers the ground quick enough.
'I'll give you a thousand for her,' says Rockingham, and 'Make it five thousand,' I tell him, 'and I might bite,' but he won't play.
So the county's infested with pirates, is it, and robbery, rape and violence causing havoc amongst the people?"
"Where did you hear that?"
"Well, Rockingham brought back a story in town one day. Met a cousin of George Godolphin's.
How is Godolphin?"
"A little out of temper when I saw him last."
"So I should think.
He sent me a letter a while back, which I forgot to answer.
And now his brother-in-law has lost a ship, it seems.
Do you know Philip Rashleigh?"
"Not to speak to, Harry."
"Well, you'll meet him soon.
I invited him over here. We met him in Helston yesterday.
He was in a devil of a temper, and so was Eustick, who was with him.
It seems this infernal Frenchman sailed the vessel straight out of Fowey harbour, right under the nose of Rashleigh and Godolphin.
What infernal impudence, eh?
And then off to the French coast, of course, with not a damned ship in pursuit. God knows what the vessel was worth, she was just home from the Indies."
"Why did you invite Philip Rashleigh here?"
"Well, it was Rockingham's idea really.
'Let's take a hand in the game,' he said to me, 'you're an authority, you know, in this part of the world.
And we might have some sport out of it.'
'Sport?' says Rashleigh, 'you'd think it sport no doubt if you'd lost a fortune like I've done.'
'Ah,' says Rockingham, 'you're all asleep down here.
We'll catch the fellow for you, and then you'll have sport enough.'
So we'll hold a meeting, I thought, and collect Godolphin and one or two others, and set a trap for the Frenchman, and when we've caught him we'll string him up somewhere, and give you a laugh."
"So you think you'll succeed, Harry, where others have failed?"
"Oh, Rockingham will think of something.
He's the fellow to tackle the job.