"But where does Horne Tooke live ?" he demanded again.
"He once lived in Brentford, and wore a cassock there.

But I hear he's sold out his living, and gone in his surplice to study law in Lunnon." This was all news to Israel, who, from various amiable remarks he had heard from Horne Tooke at the Squire's, little dreamed he was an ordained clergyman.

Yet a good-natured English clergyman translated Lucian; another, equally good-natured, wrote Tristam Shandy; and a third, an ill-natured appreciator of good-natured Rabelais, died a dean; not to speak of others.

Thus ingenious and ingenuous are some of the English clergy.
"You can't tell me, then, where to find Horne Tooke ?" said Israel, in perplexity.
"You'll find him, I suppose, in Lunnon." "What street and number ?" "Don't know.

Needle in a haystack." "Where does Mr.Bridges live ?" "Never heard of any Bridges, except Lunnon bridges, and one Molly Bridges in Bridewell." So Israel departed; better clothed, but no wiser than before.
What to do next?
He reckoned up his money, and concluded he had plenty to carry him back to Doctor Franklin in Paris.