"In consequence of this exploit, I was cooped up in a paltry apartment
in Gloucester-street, where I was close beset by his lordship and
his worthy steward Mr. H--, with a set of servants that were the
creatures of this fellow, of whom my lord himself stood in awe,
so that I could not help thinking myself in Newgate, among thieves
and ruffians. To such a degree did my terror avail, that I actually
believed I was in danger of being poisoned, and would not receive
any sustenance, except from the hands of one harmless-looking
fellow, a foreigner, who, was my lord's valet-de-chambre. I will
not pretend to say my fears were just; but such was my opinion of
H--, that I never doubted he would put me out of the way, if he
thought my life interfered with his interest. On the second day of
my imprisonment, I was visited by the duke of L--, a friend of my
lord, who found me sitting upon a trunk, in a poor little diningroom
filled with lumber, and lighted with two bits of tallow candle,
which had been left overnight. He perceived in my face a mixture
of rage, indignation, terror, and despair.
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