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Good God! how a man might lead fuch a

creature as this round the world with him!

'twas not material;

I had not yet feen her face for the drawing was inftantly fet about, and long before we had got to the door of the Remife, Fancy had finifh'd the whole head, and pleafed herself as much with its fitting her goddefs, as if fhe had dived into the TIBER for it but thou art a feduced, and a feducing flut; and albeit thou cheatest us feven times a day with thy pictures and images, yet with fo many charms doft thou do it, and thou deckest out thy pictures in the fhapes of fo many angels of light, 'tis a fhame to break with thee.

When we had got to the door of the Remise, she withdrew her hand from across her forehead, and let me fee the original it was a face of about fix and twenty of a clear transparent brown, fimply fet off without rouge or powder it was not critically handfome, but there was that in it, which attached

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It was interesting; I fancied of a widow'd look, and in that which had passed the two first and was quietly beginning to but a thousand other the fame lines; I wish'd to and was ready to en

me much more to it
it wore the characters
itate of its declenfion,
paroxyfms of forrow,
reconcile itself to its lofs
diftreffes might have traced
know what they had been

quire, (had the fame bon ton of converfation per

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nevolence for her; and refolved fome way or other to throw in my mite of courtesy

if not of fervice.

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was I left alone with the

Such were my temptations fition to give way to them, lady with her hand in mine, and with our faces both turned clofer to the door of the Remife than what was abfolutely neceffary.

THE REMISE DOOR.

CALAIS.

This certainly, fair lady! faid I, raifing her hand up a little lightly as I began, muit be one of Fortune's whimsical doings: to take two utter strangers by their hands of different fexes, and perhaps from different corners of the globe, and in one moment place them together in fuch a cordial fituation, as Friendship herself could fcarce have atchieved for them, had the projected it for a month

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And your reflection upon it, fhews how much, Monfieur, fhe has embaraffed you by the adventure.

When the fituation is, what we would wish, nothing is fo ill-timed as to hint at the circumstances which make it fo: you thank Fortune, continued fhe you had reafon the heart knew it, and was fatistied; and who but an English philofopher would have fent notices of it to the brain to reverse the judgment?

In faying this, fhe difengaged her hand with a look which I thought a fufficient commentary upon the

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It is a miserable picture which I am going to give of the weakness of my heart, by owning, that it fuffered a pain, which worthier occafions could not have inflicted. I was mortified with the lofs of her hand, and the manner in which I had loft it carried neither oil nor wine to the wound: I never felt the pain of a sheepifh inferiority fo miferably in my life.

The triumphs of a true feminine heart are short upon these discomfitures. In a very few feconds fhe laid her hand upon the cuff of my coat, in order to finish her reply; fo fome way or other, God knows how, I regained my fituation.

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I forthwith began to model a different converfation for the lady, thinking from the fpirit as well as moral of this, that I had been miftaken in her character; but upon turning her face towards me, the fpirit which had animated the reply was fled --- the mufcles relaxed, and I beheld the fame unprotected look of diftrefs which firft won me to her interest melancholy! to see such sprightlinefs the prey of forI pitied her from my foul; and though it may feem ridiculous enough to a torpid heart, I could have taken her into my arms, and cherished her, though it was in the open Itreet without blushing.

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The pulfations of the arteries along my fingers preffing acrofs hers, told her what was paffing within me: fhe looked down - a filence of fome moments followed.

I fear, in this interval, I must have made fome flight efforts towards a clofer compreffion of her hand, from a fubtle fenfation I felt in the palm of my own

not as if she was going to withdraw hers but, as if the thought about it and I had infallibly loft it a fecond time, had not inftinet more then reason directed me to the last resource in thefe dangers to hold it loofely, and in a manner as if I was every moment going to release it, of myself; fo fhe let it

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continue, till Monfieur Deffein returned with the key; and in the mean time I fet myself to consider how I thould undo the ill impreffions which the poor monk's ftory, in cafe he had told it her, must have planted. in her breast against me.

THE SNUFF-BOX.

CALAIS.

The good old monk was within fix paces of us, as the idea of him crofs'd my mind; and was advancing towards us a little out of the line, as if uncertain whether he fhould break in upon us or no. He stopp'd, however, as foon as he came up to us, with a world of frankness; and having a horn fnuffbox in his hand, he prefented it open to me → -You fhall tafte mine faid I, pulling out my box (which was a small tortoise one) and putting it into his hand 'Tis most excellent, faid the monk; Then do me the favour, I replied, to accept of the box and all, and when you take a pinch out of it, fometimes recollect it was the peace-offering of a man who once ufed you unkindly, but not from his heart.

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