As the consul continued to exhort me
in very humble terms, to comply with his demands, I thought
proper to acquiesce. Then the postillions immediately appeared:
the crowd seemed to exult in the triumph of the aubergiste; and I
was obliged to travel in the night, in very severe weather, after
all the fatigue and mortification I had undergone.
We lay at Frejus, which was the Forum Julianum of the antients,
and still boasts of some remains of antiquity; particularly the
ruins of an amphitheatre, and an aqueduct. The first we passed in
the dark, and next morning the weather was so cold that I could
not walk abroad to see it. The town is at present very
inconsiderable, and indeed in a ruinous condition. Nevertheless,
we were very well lodged at the post-house, and treated with more
politeness than we had met with in any other part of France.
As we had a very high mountain to ascend in the morning, I
ordered the mules on before to the next post, and hired six
horses for the coach. At the east end of Frejus, we saw close to
the road on our left-hand, the arcades of the antient aqueduct,
and the ruins of some Roman edifices, which seemed to have been
temples.
