him; but told him that my master was going to London, and would
return about three weeks hence, when he would be there, and I
would not fail to drink a pot with him."

The king and his friends, having dined at the inn, got word that
the master of the ship, suspecting that it was some dangerous
employment he had been hired for, absolutely refused to fulfil
his contract. Therefore they, being sad at heart and fearful,
retraced their steps to Trent, and presently his majesty went
further into Sussex, and abode with a staunch Royalist, one
Colonel Gunter, who resided within four miles of Salisbury. This
excellent man at last succeeded in hiring a ship to carry away
the king, and so Charles made another journey to Brighthelmstone,
where he met the captain of the vessel and the merchant that had
hired her on behalf of Colonel Gunter, both of whom had been kept
in ignorance of their future passenger's identity. Arriving at
Brighthelmstone, they entered an inn and ordered supper, during
which the captain more than once looked hard at the king. And
the meal being ended, the captain called the merchant aside and
said he was not dealt with fairly, inasmuch as he had not been
told the king was the person to be conveyed from thence. The
merchant, not being so wise as the master, denied such was the
case; but the honest fellow told him not to be troubled. "For I
think," said he, "I do God and my country good service in
preserving the king: and by the grace of God I will venture my
life and all for him, and set him safely on shore, if I can, in
France."

Nor was this the last of his majesty's numerous risks, for being
presently left alone, he stood thoughtful and somewhat melancholy