“The situation was desperate, but with each narrow escape I was getting more and more weary of the whole business. I just wanted this wild adventure to end, even if it ended in capture.”
“And Heaven help the man who puts a stone wall round them and calls them his- even if he has money and men in livery and a ‘Sir’ in front of his name.”
“I wanted something to take my mind off homesickness and the fear of death or prison. So I went- yes, and paid another penny for a stool to rest my weary bones, and yet another penny (reckless extravagance!) for a portion of hot roast mutton on a skewer.”