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voyage did not last more than six or eight weeks, and the
philosophy inflicted on Carrigaholt was not entirely fatal to him;
certainly he was somewhat emaciated, and for aught I know, he may
have subscribed somewhat too largely to the "Feminine-right-of-
reason Society"; but it did not appear that his health had been
seriously affected. There was a scheme on foot, it would seem, for
taking the passenger back to England in the same schooner--a
scheme, in fact, for keeping him perpetually afloat, and
perpetually saturated with arguments; but when Carrigaholt found
himself ashore, and remembered that the skipperina (who had
imprudently remained on board) was not there to enforce her
suggestions, he was open to the hints of his servant (a very sharp
fellow), who arranged a plan for escaping, and finally brought off
his master to Giuseppini's Hotel.
Our friend afterwards went by sea to Smyrna, and there he now was
in his glory. He had a good, or at all events a gentleman-like,
judgment in matters of taste, and as his great object was to
surround himself with all that his fancy could dictate, he lived in
a state of perpetual negotiation. He was for ever on the point of
purchasing, not only the material productions of the place, but all
sorts of such fine ware as "intelligence," "fidelity," and so on.
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