betwixt man and woman, it sanctifies their most private walks; so notwithstanding it was dusky, yet as both our roads lay the same way, we made no scruple of walking along the Quai de Conti together.

She made me a second courtesy in setting off, and before we got twenty yards from the door, as if she had not done enough before, she made a sort of a little stop to tell me again—she thanked me.

It was a small tribute, I told her, which I could not avoid paying to virtue, and would not be mistaken in the person I had been rendering it to for the worldbut I see innocence, my dear, in your face -and foul befal the man who ever lays a snare in its way!

The girl seemed affected some way or other with what I said-she gave a low sigh. I found I was not empowered to enquire at all after it-so said nothing

more till I got to the corner of the Rue de Nevers, where we were to part.

The

-But is this the way, my dear, said I, to the hotel de Modene? she told me it was—or, that I might go by the Rue de Gueneguault, which was the next turn.→→ Then I will go, my dear, by the Rue de Gueneguault, said I, for two reasons; first, I shall please myself, and next, I shall give you the protection of my company as far on your way as I can. girl was sensible I was civil, and said, she wished the hotel de Modene was in the Rue de St. Pierre. You live there? said I She told me she was fille de chambre to Madame R***. Good God! said I, it is the very lady for whom I have brought a letter from Amiens.-The girl told me that Madame R***, she believed, expected a stranger with a letter, and was impatient to see him so I desired the girl to present my compliments to Ma

dame R***, and say I would certainly wait upon her in the morning.

We stood still at the corner of the Rue de Nevers whilst this passed. We then stopped a moment whilst she disposed of the Egarements du Cœur, &c. more commodiously than carrying them in her hand→→→ they were two volumes; so I held the second for her, whilst she put the first into her pocket; and then she held her pocket, and I put in the other after it.

It is sweet to feel by what fine-spun threads our affections are drawn toge ther.

We set off afresh, and as she took her third step, the girl put her hand within my arm-I was just bidding her-but she did it of herself, with that undeliberating simplicity, which shewed it was out of her head that she had ever seen me before. For my own part, I felt the conviction of consanguinity so strongly, that I could not help turning half round to

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

When we arrived at the turning up of the Rue de Gueneguault, I stopped to bid her adieu for good and all: the girl would thank me again for my company and kindness-She bid me adieu twiceI repeated it as often; and so cordial was the parting between us, that had it happened any where else, I am 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.

THE PASSPORT.

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PARIS.

WHEN I got home to my hotel, La Fleur told me I had been enquired after by the Lieutenant de Police-The deuce take it, said I-I 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 had reached Dover, and looked through my glass at the hills beyond Boulogne, before the idea presented itself; and with