HAVING, 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 the 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 wished to know her name, her family, 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 formed a score different plans. There was no such thing as a man's asking her directly; the thing was impossible.

A little French débonnaire captain, who came dancing down the street, showed 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, begged I would do him the honor 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 Londres? She was not, she replied. Then Madame must have come through Flanders. Apparemment vous êtes Flammande? said the French captain. The lady answered, she was. Peut-être de Lisle? added he. She answered, she was not of Lisle. Nor Arras?-nor Cambray ?-nor Ghent?-nor Brussels? She answered, she was of Brussels. He had had the honor, 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 courtesy); so giving her an account of the affair,

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and of the share he had had in it, he begged the honor 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 good-breeding, I could not have done as much.

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As 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 opened the door of the remise, was another old tattered désobligeant; 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 stirred 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 passed on to the 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 in. The lady hesitated half a second, and stepped in; and the waiter that moment beckoning to speak to Mons. Dessein, he shut the door of the chaise upon us, and left us.