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46 opened up himſelf which perfumed the room. She came quickly back to her huband, and ſaid, I am perſuaded this is Argyle. He ſaid, I am of the ſame mind; but you are oft-times o'er plain in your diſcourſe. She ſaid, no, no; 'tis good ſpeaking to him now in the day of his diſtreſs; if we were once ſet down to dinner, I shall uſe more freedom. In the time thereof they came to ſpeak of his eſcape again, ſhe took the occaſion, and told all the ill things ſhe heard about him. He ſaid, Argyle will not free himſelf of many of theſe things; but he is not ſo guilty of them all as the world reports him to be. After this. Mr. Veitch told them, that it was Argyle, and that he reſolved for London. He then put himſelf in another dreſs, but could not have a fine horſe. Mr. Bitleſton gifted him his gelding, and ſent his ſon John to convoy them, who gave me this account when he returned. Argyle gave him a little purſe and thirty guineas in it: When he came to his father, he gave the purſe to him: His father ſaid, Johnnie, if I had known this, you ſhould not have gone your foot-length with them: There's more here than my horſe is worth. Mr. Veitch conveyed him to London. When Mr. Veitch parted with him, he faid to him, Give my love and ſervice to all friends where we have been, eſpecially, to ny free communing landlady Mrs. Bitleſton. From that he went to Polland, and was abroad to the middle of May 1685, and then came to Inverary with ſome men and many notable arms. Monmouth came to England that ſame ſummer.

After Argyle landed, one morning walking at the water ſide very ſad, Mr. Thomas Urquhart, who ſuffered in the Graſsmarket that ſame ſummer, came to him, and ſaid. I am ſorry to ſee your lordſhip fo melancholy! He ſaid, how can I be otherwiſe? I ſee few coming to our aſſiſtance; I am perſuaded I will be called Infatuate Argyle; but all that does not trouble me ſo much as that unhappy wicked vote I gave againſt that good man and miniſter, Mr. Cargill,