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look in her face, and see if I could trace out anything in it of a family likenessTut! said I, are we not all relations ?

When we arrived at the turning up of the Rue'de Guineygaude, I stopped to bid her adieu for good and all : the girl would thank me again for my company and kindnefsShe .bid me adieu twice ---I repeated it as often; and fo cordial was the parting between us, that had it happened any where else, I'm not sure but I should have signed it with a kiss of charity, as warm and holy as an apostle.

BUT in Paris, as none kiss each other. but the men--I did what amounted to the same thing

I BID. God bless her:





HEN, I got home to my ho-

tel, La Fleur told me I had been inquired after by the Lieutenant de Police-The deuce take it! said II know the reason. It is time the reader should. know it, for in the order of things in. which it happened, it was omitted; not that it was out of my head; but' that, had I told it then, it might have been forgot now

and now is the time I want it.

I had left London with so much precipitation, that it never entered my mind that we were at war with France; and. bad reached Dover, and looked through my glass at the hills beyond Boulogne,


'before the idea presented itself; and with this in its train, that there was no getting there without a passport. Go 'but to the end of a street, I have a mortal averfion for returning back no wiser than I set out; and as this was one of the greatest efforts I had ever made for knowledge, I could less bear the thoughts of it: fo hearing the Count de **** had hired the packet, I begged he would take me in his fuite. The Count had fome little knowledge of me, so made little or no difficulty---only said, his inclination to serve me could reach no further than Calais, as he was to return by way of Bruffels to Paris: however, when I had once paffed there; I might get to Paris without interruption, but that in Paris I must make friends, and hift for myself.—Let me get to Paris, Mon'fieur le Count, said I--and I shall do ve

So I embarked, and never thought more of the matter.


Ty well.

When La Fleur told me the Lieute nant de Police had been inquiring after me---the thing instantly recurred and by the time La Fleur had well told me, the master of the hotel came into my room to tell me the same thing, with this addition to it, that my passport had been particularly alked after: the master of the hotel concluded with faying, he hoped I had one.---Not I, faith! faid L

The master of the hotel retired three steps from me, as from an infected perfon, as I declared this — and poor La Fleur advanced three steps towards me, and with that sort of movement which a good soul makes to succour a distrefied one

the fellow won my heart by it; and from that single trait, I knew his character as perfectly, and could rely upon it as firmly, as if he had served me with fidelity for seven years.


Mon seigneur! cried the master of the hotel -- but recollecting himself as he made the exclamation, he instantly changed the tone of it ---If, Monsieur, said he, has not a passport (apparemment) in all likelihood he has friends in Paris who can procure him one. Not that I know of, quoth I, with an air of indifference Then certes, replied 'he, you'll be sent to the Bastile or the Chatelet, au moins. Poo! faid I, the king of France is a good-natured loul — hëll' hurt no body. — Cela n'empeche pas, said he you will certainly be sent to the Bastile to-morrow morning.But I've taken your lodgings for a month, answered I, and I'll not quit them a day before the time for all the kings of France in the world. La Fleur whispered me in the ear, that no body could oppose the king of France.

Pardi! faid my hoft, ces Mefrieurs


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