before instructed by Rochester how to behave, she
pick’d his pocket of all his money and watch,
which the king did not immediately miss. Neither
the people of the house, nor the girl herself was
made acquainted with the quality of their visitor,
nor had the least suspicion who he was. When the
intrigue was ended, the King enquired for Rochester,
but was told he had quitted the house, without taking
leave. But into what embarassment was he thrown
when upon searching his pockets, in order to discharge
the reckoning, he found his money gone; he was then
reduced to ask the favour of the Jezebel to give him
credit till tomorrow, as the gentleman who came in
with him had not returned, who was to have pay’d
for both. The consequence of this request was,
he was abused, and laughed at; and the old woman told
him, that she had often been served such dirty tricks,
and would not permit him to stir till the reckoning
was paid, and then called one of her bullies to take
care of him. In this ridiculous distress stood
the British monarch; the prisoner of a bawd, and the
life upon whom the nation’s hopes were fixed,
put in the power of a ruffian. After many altercations
the King at last proposed, that she should accept a
ring which he then took off his finger, in pledge
for her money, which she likewise refused, and told
him, that as she was no judge of the value of the
ring, she did not chuse to accept such pledges.
The King then desired that a Jeweller might be called
to give his opinion of the value of it, but he was
answered, that the expedient was impracticable, as
no jeweller could then be supposed to be out of bed.
After much entreaty his Majesty at last prevailed upon
the fellow, to knock up a jeweller and shew him the
ring, which as soon as he had inspected, he stood
amazed, and enquired, with eyes fixed upon the fellow,
who he had got in his house? to which he answered,
a black-looking ugly son of a w——,
who had no money in his pocket, and was obliged to
pawn his ring. The ring, says the jeweller, is
so immensely rich, that but one man in the nation
could afford to wear it; and that one is the King.
The jeweller being astonished at this accident, went
out with the bully, in order to be fully satisfied
of so extraordinary an affair; and as soon as he entered
the room, he fell on his knees, and with the utmost
respect presented the ring to his Majesty. The
old Jezebel and the bully finding the extraordinary
quality of their guest, were now confounded, and asked
pardon most submissively on their knees. The
King in the best natured manner forgave them, and
laughing, asked them, whether the ring would not bear
another bottle.
Thus ended this adventure, in which the King learned how dangerous it was to risk his person in night-frolics; and could not but severely reprove Rochester for acting such a part towards him; however he sincerely resolved never again to be guilty of the like indiscretion.
These are the most material of the adventures, and libertine courses of the lord Rochester, which historians and biographers have transmitted to posterity; we shall now consider him as an author.


