into a flood of tears

-but I am as weak as a woman;

and I beg the world not to smile, but pity me.

I

THE REMISE DOOR.

CALAIS.

HAD never quitted the lady's hand all this time; and had held it so long, that it would have been indecent to have let it go, without first pressing it to my lips: the blood and spirits, which had suffered a revulsion from her, crowded back to her, as I did it.

Now the two travellers, who had spoke to me in the coach-yard, happened at that crisis to be passing by, and observing our communications, naturally took it into their heads that we must be man and wife, at least; so stopping as soon as they came up to the door of the Remise, the one of them, who was the inquisitive Traveller, ask'd us, if we set out for Paris the next morning?—I could only answer for myself, I said; and the lady added, she was for Amiens-We dined there yesterday, said the simple Traveller-You go directly through the town, added the other, in your road to Paris. I was going to return a thousand thanks for the intelligence, that Amiens was in the road to Paris; but upon pulling out my poor monk's little horn box to take a pinch of snuff, I made them a quiet bow, and wished them a good passage to Dover -they left us alone

-Now where would be the harm, said I to myself, if I was to beg of this distressed lady to accept of half of my chaise ?—and what mighty mischief could ensue ?

Every dirty passion, and bad propensity in my nature, took the alarm, as I stated the proposition-It will oblige you to have a third horse, said AVARICE, which will put twenty livres out of your pocket-You know not what she is, said CAUTION-Or what scrapes the affair may draw you into, whisper'd CowARDICE

Depend upon it, Yorick! said DISCRETION, 'twill be said you went off with a mistress, and came by assignation to Calais for that purpose.

-You can never after, cried HYPOCRISY aloud, shew your face in the world-or rise, quoth MEANNESS, in the church-or be any thing in it, said PRIDE, but a lousy prebendary.

But 'tis a civil thing, said I—and as I generally act from the first impulse, and therefore seldom listen to these cabals, which serve no purpose that I know of, but to encompass the heart with adamant-I turn'd instantly about to the lady

-But she had glided off unperceived, as the cause was pleading, and had made ten or a dozen paces down the street, by the time I had made the determination; so I set off after her with a long stride, to make her the proposal with the best address I was master of; but observing she walk'd with her cheek half resting upon the palm of her hand-with the slow, shortmeasur'd step of thoughtfulness, and with her eyes, as she went step by step, fixed upon the ground, it struck me, she was trying the same cause herself. God help her! said I, she has some mother-in-law, or tartufish aunt, or nonsensical old woman, to consult upon the occasion, as well as myself: so not caring to interrupt the processe, and deeming it more gallant to take her at discretion than surprise, I faced about, and took a short turn or two before the door of the Remise, whilst she walk'd musing on one side.

HAV

IN THE STREET.

CALAIS.

AVING, on first sight of the lady, settled the affair in my fancy, "that she was of the better order of beings❞—and then laid it down as a second axiom, as indisputable as the first, that she was a widow, and wore a character of distress-I went no further; I got ground enough for the situation which pleased me and had she remained close beside my elbow till midnight, I should have held true to my system, and considered her only under that general idea.

She had scarce got twenty paces distant from me, ere something within me called out for a more particular inquiry-it brought on the idea of a further separation -I might possibly never see her more-the heart is for saving what it can; and I wanted the traces through which my wishes might find their way to her, in case I should never rejoin her myself: in a word, I wish'd to know her name-her family's-her condition; and as I knew the place to which she was going, I wanted to know from whence she came : but there was no coming at all this intelligence: a hundred little delicacies stood in the way. I form'd a score different plans-There was no such thing as a man's asking her directly— the thing was impossible.

A little French debonaire captain, who came dancing down the street, shewed me, it was the easiest thing in the world; for popping in betwixt us, just as the lady was returning back to the door of the Remise, he introduced himself to my acquaintance, and before he had well got announced, begg'd I would do him the honour to present him to the lady-I had not been presented myself- -so turning about to her, he did it

just as well by asking her, if she had come from Paris? No, she was going that route, she said.- Vous n'êtes pas de Londre?-She was not, she replied, -Then Madame must have come through Flanders-Apparemment vous êtes Flammande ? said the French captainThe lady answered, she was-Peut-être de Lisle? added he-She said, she was not of Lisle.-Nor Arras?-nor Cambray?—nor Ghent?-nor Brussels? She answered, she was of Brussels.

He had had the honour, he said, to be at the bombardment of it last war-that it was finely situated, pour cela-and full of noblesse when the Imperialists were driven out by the French (the lady made a slight curtsy)-so giving her an account of the affair, and of the share he had had in it—he begg'd the honour to know her name-so made his bow.

Et Madame a son Mari? said he, looking back when he had made two steps-and without staying for an answer-danced down the street.

Had I served seven years' apprenticeship to goodbreeding, I could not have done as much.

THE REMISE.

CALAIS.

S the little French captain left us, Mons. Dessein came up with the key of the Remise in his hand, and forthwith let us into his magazine of

chaises.

The first object which caught my eye, as Mons. Dessein open'd the door of the Remise, was another old tatter'd Desobligeant: and notwithstanding it was

the exact picture of that which had hit my fancy so much in the coach-yard but an hour before-the very sight of it stirr'd up a disagreeable sensation within me now; and I thought 'twas a churlish beast into whose heart the idea could first enter, to construct such a machine; nor had I much more charity for the man who could think of using it.

I observed the lady was as little taken with it as myself: so Mons. Dessein led us on to a couple of chaises which stood abreast, telling us, as he recommended them, that they had been purchased by my Lord A. and B. to go the grand tour, but had gone no further than Paris, so were in all respects as good as new-They were too good- -so I pass'd on to a third, which stood behind, and forthwith began to chaffer for the price. But 'twill scarce hold two, said I, opening the door and getting in-Have the goodness, Madam, said Mons. Dessein, offering his arm, to step inThe lady hesitated half a second, and stepp'd in; and the waiter that moment beckoning to speak to Mons. Dessein, he shut the door of the chaise upon us, and left us.

C

THE REMISE DOOR.

CALAIS.

'EST bien comique, 'tis very droll, said the lady smiling, from the reflection that this was the second time we had been left together by a parcel of nonsensical contingencies-c'est bien comique, said she

-There wants nothing, said I, to make it so, but the comic use which the gallantry of a Frenchman