as he was to return by way of Bruffels to Paris: however, when I had once pafs'd there, I might get to Paris without interruption; but that in Paris I must make friends and shift for myself.-Let me get to Paris, Monfieur le Count, faid I—and I shall do very well. So I embark'd, and never thought more of the

matter.

When Le Fleur told me the Lieutenant de Police had been enquiring after me-the thing inftantly recurred -and by the time Le Fleur had well told me, the mafter of the hotel

came into my room to tell me the fame thing, with this addition to it, that my paffport had been particu

larly

larly afk'd after the mafter of the hotel concluded with faying, He hoped I had one.-Not I, faith! faid I.

The mafter of the hotel retired three steps from me, as from an infected perfon, as I declared this-and poor Le Fleur advanced three steps towards me, and with that fort of movement which a good foul makes to fuccour a diftrefs'd one-the fellow won my heart by it; and from that fingle 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

Mon feigneur! cried the mafter of the hotel-but recollecting himself as he made the exclamation, he inftantly changed the tone of it-If, Monfieur, faid he, has not a paffport (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 Baftile or the Chatelet, au moins. Poo! faid I, the king of France is a good natured foul-he'll hurt no body.-Cela n'empeche pas, faid he-you will certainly be sent to the Baftile to-morrow morning. But I've taken your lodgings for a month, anfwer'd I, and I'll not quit them a day before the time for all the kings of France in the world.

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world. Le Fleur whifper'd in my ear, That no body could oppofe the king of France.

Pardi! faid my hoft, ces Meffieurs Anglois font des gens tres extraordinaires and having both faid and fworn it he went out.

VOL. II.

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THE PASS POR T.

The Hotel at Paris.

COULD not find in my heart

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to torture Le Fleur's with a ferious look upon the fubject of my embarraffment, which was the reafon I had treated it fo cavalierly and to fhew him how light it lay upon my mind, I dropt the fubject entirely; and whilft he waited upon me at fupper, talk'd to him with more than usual gaiety about Paris, and of the opera comique. Le Fleur had been there himself, and had followed me through the ftreets as far as the bookfeller's shop; but seeing me come