a crafty and false man, affecting the polish of a superior education. Such were the characters that watched us day and night. One of them, Udom, set out secretly for Warsaw; he was to visit his patrons there, and amongst them the widow of Kniaz Gagarin, who was killed during the revolution, to dress himself from top to toe, and to bring Titow’s mistress, whom he had left in our capital when the Russians were driven from it. Udom intended to overtake us on the road in a fortnight. I availed myself of this opportunity to write to my nephew Boryslawski, requesting him to send me some linen and clothes, my casket of antiques, and two hundred ducats which were in my chest. Udom being unable to return so soon as he expected, we were, in the meantime, left without mercy to all the caprice and violence of Titow. Fersen, when he entrusted us to his care, gave orders to pay him one thousand ducats to defray our travelling expenses, but during our progress through Poland, he never paid any thing, and when we
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