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own it had something of the appearance of an evidence; but my pride not suffering me to enter into any detail of the case, I exhorted him to let his soul sleep in peace, as I resolved to let mine do that night, and that I would discharge what I owed him at breakfast.

I should not have minded, Monsieur, said he, if you had had twenty girls-'Tis a score more, replied I, interrupting him, than I ever reckon❜d upon -Provided, added he, it had been but in a morning. -And does the difference of the time of the day at Paris make a difference in the sin ?—It made a difference, he said, in the scandal.—I like a good distinction in my heart; and cannot say I was intolerably out of temper with the man.

I own it is necessary, re-assumed the master of the hotel, that a stranger at Paris should have the opportunities presented to him of buying lace and silk stockings, and ruffles, et tout cela-and 'tis nothing if a woman comes with a bandbox.—O' my conscience, said I, she had one; but I never look'd into it. Then Monsieur, said he, has bought nothing. Not one earthly thing, replied I.-Because, said he, I could recommend one to you who would use you en conscience-But I must see her this night, said I.— He made me a low bow, and walk'd down.

Now shall I triumph over this maître d'hotel,


cried I -and what then? Then I shall let him see I know he is a dirty fellow.—And what then?— What then? I was too near myself to say it was for the sake of others. I had no good answer left— there was more of spleen than principle in my project, and I was sick of it before the execution.

In a few minutes the Grisset came in with her box of lace-I'll buy nothing, however, said I, within myself.

The Grisset would shew me every thing-I was hard to please she would not seem to see it; she open'd her little magazine, and laid all her laces one after another before me-unfolded and folded them up again one by one with the most patient sweetness-I might buy-or not-she would let me have every thing at my own price-the poor creature seem'd anxious to get a penny; and laid herself out to win me, and not so much in a manner which seem'd artful, as in one I felt simple and caressing.

If there is not a fund of honest cullibility in man, so much the worse-my heart relented, and I gave up my second resolution as quietly as the first -Why should I chastise one for the trespass of another? If thou art tributary to this tyrant of an host, thought I, looking up in her face, so much harder is thy bread.

If I had not had more than four Louis d'ors

in my purse, there was no such thing as rising up and shewing her the door, till I had first laid three of them out in a pair of ruffles.

-The master of the hotel will share the profit with her—no matter—then I have only paid as many a poor soul has paid before me, for an act he could not do, or think of.




HEN La Fleur came up to wait upon me at supper, he told me how sorry the master of the hotel was for his affront to me in bidding me change my lodgings.

A man who values a good night's rest will not lie down with enmity in his heart, if he can help it So I bid La Fleur tell the master of the hotel, that I was sorry on my side for the occasion I had given him—and you may tell him, if you will, La Fleur, added I, that if the young woman should call again, I shall not see her.

This was a sacrifice not to him, but myself, having resolved, after so narrow an escape, to run no more risks, but to leave Paris, if it was possible, with all the virtue I enter'd it.

C'est deroger à noblesse, Monsieur, said La Fleur, making me a bow down to the ground as he said it-Et encore, Monsieur, said he, may change his sentiments—and if (par hazard) he should like to amuse himself-I find no amusement in it, said I, interrupting him—


Mon Dieu! said La Fleur-and took away. In an hour's time he came to put me to bed, and was more than commonly officiousthing hung upon his lips to say to me, or ask me, which he could not get off: I could not conceive what it was, and indeed gave myself little trouble to find it out, as I had another riddle so much more interesting upon my mind, which was that of the man's asking charity before the door of the hotel--I would have given any thing to have got to the bottom of it; and that, not out of curiosity-'tis so low a principle of enquiry, in general, I would not purchase the gratification of it with a two-sous piece

-but a secret, I thought, which so soon and so certainly soften'd the heart of every woman you came near, was a secret at least equal to the philosopher's stone had I had both the Indies, I would have given up one to have been master of it.

I toss'd and turn'd it almost all night long in my brains to no manner of purpose; and when I awoke in the morning, I found my spirit as much

troubled with my dreams, as ever the king of Babylon had been with his; and I will not hesitate to affirm, it would have puzzled all the wise men of Paris as much as those of Chaldea, to have given its interpretation.




T was Sunday; and when La Fleur came in, in the morning, with my coffee and roll and butter, he had got himself so gallantly array'd, I scarce knew him.

I had covenanted at Montriul to give him a new hat with a silver button and loop, and four Louis d'ors pour s'adoniser, when we got to Paris; and the poor fellow, to do him justice, had done wonders with it.

He had bought a bright, clean, good scarlet coat, and a pair of breeches of the same-They were not a crown worse, he said, for the wearingI wish'd him hang'd for telling me--They look'd so fresh, that tho' I knew the thing could not be done, yet I would rather have imposed upon my fancy with thinking I had bought them new for the fellow, than that they had come out of the Rue de Friperie.

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