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MEMOIRS OF JOSEPH GBJMALDI.                          75

passed through his mind, he was more than once tempted to
•draw the money from his pocket, fling it on the pavement, and
take to his heels; which he was only restrained from doing hy
reflecting, that if he were observed and questioned, his answers
might at once lead him. to be accused of a charge of robbery, in
which case he would be as badly off as if he were in the grasp
of the real loser. It would appear at first sight a very lucky
thing to find such a purse; but Grrimaldi thought himself far
from fortunate as these torturing thoughts filled his mind.

"When he got to Graeechurch-street, he found the coach-office
still closely shut, and turning towards home through Coleman-
street and Einsbury-square, he passed into the City-road, which
then, with the exception of a few houses in the immediate
neighbourhood of the Angel at Islington, was entirely lined on
both sides with the grounds of market-gardeners. This was a
favourable place to count the treasure ; so, sitting down upon a
bank in a retired spot, just where the Eagle Tavern now stands,
he examined his prize. The gold in the purse was all in
guineas. The whole contents of the bundle were in bank-notes,
varying in their amounts from five to fifty pounds each. And
this was all there was ; no memorandum, no card, no scrap of
paper, no document of any kind whatever, afforded the slightest
clue to the name or residence of the owner. Besides the money,
there was nothing but the piece of string which kept the notes
together, and the handsome silk net purse before mentioned,
which held the gold.

He coxild not count the money then, for his fingers trembled
so that he could scarcely separate the notes, and he was so con-
fused and bewildered that he could not reckon the gold. He
counted it shortly after he reached home, though, and found
that there were 380 guineas, and 200Z. in notes, making in the
whole the sum of 5991,

He reached home between seven and eight o'clock, where,
going instantly to bed, he remained sound asleep for severaldler's Wells, where the late Mrs. Cawse was also an actress.