During the last night that I spent with both of them, the sisters repeated over and over, in the midst of the raptures of love, that they never would see me again.

They guessed rightly; but if they had happened to see me again they would have guessed wrongly.

Observe how wonderful prophets are! I went on board, on the 5th of May, with a good supply of clothing, jewels, and ready cash.

Our ship carried twenty-four guns and two hundred Sclavonian soldiers.

We sailed from Malamacca to the shores of Istria during the night, and we came to anchor in the harbour of Orsera to take ballast.