THROUGH FRANCE AND ITALY 195 down the name of the Hotel de Modene, where I lodged, I walked forth, without any determination where to go I shall consider of that, said I, as I walk along. THE PULSE PARIS HAIL, ye small, sweet courtesies of life, for smooth. do ye make the road of it! like grace and beauty, which beget inclinations to love at first sight: 'tis ye who open this door, and let the stranger in. -Pray, Madame, said I, have the goodness to tell me which way I must turn to go to the Opera Comique... Most willingly, Monsieur, said she, laying aside her work. I had given a cast with my eye into half-a-dozen shops as I came along, in search of a face not likely to be disordered by such an interruption; till, at last, this hitting my fancy, I had walked in. She was working a pair of ruffles as she sat on a low chair on the far side of the shop facing the door. ...Tres volontieres; most willingly, said she, laying her work down upon a chair next her; and rising up from the low chair she was sitting in, with so |