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For he noticed, that not only did the three gentlemen\r\nlisten with the utmost interest to his story, but likewise interrupted\r\nhim with questions and cross-questions in the most pertinacious manner.\r\nSo this led him to be on his guard, not being absolutely certain yet,\r\nas to who they might really be, or what was their real design. But as\r\nit turned out, Squire Woodcock and his friends only sought to satisfy\r\nthemselves thoroughly, before making their final disclosures, that the\r\nexile was one in whom implicit confidence might be placed.\r\n\r\nAnd to this desirable conclusion they eventually came, for upon the\r\nending of Israel’s story, after expressing their sympathies for his\r\nhardships, and applauding his generous patriotism in so patiently\r\nenduring adversity, as well as singing the praises of his gallant\r\nfellow-soldiers of Bunker Hill, they openly revealed their scheme. They\r\nwished to know whether Israel would undertake a trip to Paris, to carry\r\nan important message—shortly to be received for transmission through\r\nthem—to Doctor Franklin, then in that capital.\r\n\r\n“All your expenses shall be paid, not to speak of a compensation\r\nbesides,” said the Squire; “will you go?”\r\n\r\n“I must think of it,” said Israel, not yet wholly confirmed in his\r\nmind. But once more he cast his glance on Horne Tooke, and his\r\nirresolution was gone.\r\n\r\nThe Squire now informed Israel that, to avoid suspicions, it would be\r\nnecessary for him to remove to another place until the hour at which he\r\nshould start for Paris. They enjoined upon him the profoundest secresy,\r\ngave him a guinea, with a letter for a gentleman in White Waltham, a\r\ntown some miles from Brentford, which point they begged him to reach as\r\nsoon as possible, there to tarry for further instructions.\r\n\r\nHaving informed him of thus much, Squire Woodcock asked him to hold out\r\nhis right foot.\r\n\r\n“What for?” said Israel.\r\n\r\n“Why, would you not like to have a pair of new boots against your\r\nreturn?” smiled Home Tooke.\r\n\r\n“Oh, yes; no objection at all,” said, Israel.\r\n\r\n“Well, then, let the bootmaker measure you,” smiled Horne Tooke.\r\n\r\n“Do _you_ do it, Mr. Tooke,” said the Squire; “you measure men’s parts\r\nbetter than I.”\r\n\r\n“Hold out your foot, my good friend,” said Horne Tooke—“there—now let’s\r\nmeasure your heart.”\r\n\r\n“For that, measure me round the chest,” said Israel.\r\n\r\n“Just the man we want,” said Mr. Bridges, triumphantly.\r\n\r\n“Give him another glass of wine, Squire,” said Horne Tooke.\r\n\r\nExchanging the farmer’s clothes for still another disguise, Israel now\r\nset out immediately, on foot, for his destination, having received\r\nminute directions as to his road, and arriving in White Waltham on the\r\nfollowing morning was very cordially received by the gentleman to whom\r\nhe carried the letter. This person, another of the active English\r\nfriends of America, possessed a particular knowledge of late events in\r\nthat land. To him Israel was indebted for much entertaining\r\ninformation. After remaining some ten days at this place, word came\r\nfrom Squire Woodcock, requiring Israel’s immediate return, stating the\r\nhour at which he must arrive at the house, namely, two o’clock on the\r\nfollowing morning. So, after another night’s solitary trudge across the\r\ncountry, the wanderer was welcomed by the same three gentlemen as\r\nbefore, seated in the same room.\r\n\r\n“The time has now come,” said Squire Woodcock. “You must start this\r\nmorning for Paris. 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