collected round him,) he took the trembling child in his arms, and, walking through the Mews, was followed by some of the by-standers almost to the very door of Mrs. Robson's shop.

Seeing the people, and her grandson sobbing on the breast of her guest, she ran out, and hastily asked what had happened. Thaddeus simply answered, that the boy had been frightened. But when they entered the house, and he had thrown himself, exhausted on a seat, William, as he stood by his knee, told his grandmother, that if Mr. Constantine had not stopped the horses, he must have been run over. The count was now obliged to relate the whole story; which ended with the blessings of the poor woman for his goodness in risking his own life for the preservation of her darling child.

Thaddeus in vain assured her that the action deserved no thanks.

"Well," cried she, it is like yourself, Mr. Constantine; you think all your

good

good deeds nothing: and yet any little odd thing that I can do, out of pure love, to serve you, you cry up to the skies. However, we won't fall out; I say Heaven bless you, and that is enough!-Has your walk refreshed you? ? But I need not ask; you have got a fine colour."

"Yes," returned he, rising and taking off his cap and cloak, "it has put me in a glow, and made me quite another creature." As he finished speaking, he dropped the things from the hand that held them, and staggered back a few paces against the wall.

"Good Lord! what is the matter?" cried Mrs. Robson, alarmed, and looking in his face, which was now as pale as death, "what is the matter?"

"Nothing, nothing," returned he, recovering himself, and gathering up the cloak he had let fall," don't mind me, Mrs. Robson; nothing," and he was leaving the kitchen, but she followed him, -terrified at his look and manner.

"Pray,

Pray, Mr. Constantine!"

"Nay, my dear madam," said he, leading her back," I am not well; I believe my walk has overcome me. Let me be a few minutes alone, till I have recovered. myself. It will oblige me."

"Well, sir, as you please!" and she curtsied; then laying her withered hand fearfully upon his arm, "forgive me, dear sir," said she," if my attention's are troublesome? Indeed I fear, that sometimes great love appears like great impertinence; I would always be serving you, and therefore I often forget the wide difference between your honour's station and mine."

The count could only press her hand gratefully, and with an emotion, that made him hurry up stairs. When in his own room, he shut the door, and cast a wild and inquisitive gaze around the apartment; then throwing himself into a chair, he struck his head with his hand, and exclaimed, "It is gone! What will be

come

come of me? of this poor woman, whose substance I have consumed?"

It was true, the watch, by the sale of which he calculated to defray the charges of his illness, was indeed lost. A villain, in the crowd, having perceived the sparkling of the chain to which it was united, had taken it unobserved from his side; and he knew nothing of his loss, until feeling for it, to see the hour, he discovered his misfortune.

The shock went like a stroke of elec. tricity through his frame; but it was not until the last glimmering of hope was extinguished, on his examining his room, where he thought he might have left it, that he saw the full horror of his situation.

He sat for some minutes, absorbed, and almost afraid to think. It was not his own, but the necessities of the poor woman, who had perhaps incurred debts on herself to afford him comforts, which bore

so hard upon him. At last, rising from his seat, he exclaimed,

"I must determine on something. Since this is gone, I must seek what else I have to part with, for I cannot long bear suspence."

He opened the drawer which contained his few valuables.

With a trembling hand he took them out one by one. There were several trinkets which had been given to him by his mother; and a pair of inlaid pistols which his grandfather put into his belt on the morning of the dreadful tenth of October; his miniature lay beneath them; the mild eyes of the palatine seemed beaming with affection upon his grandson: Thaddeus snatched it up, kissed it fervently, and then laid it back into the drawer, whilst he hid his face with his hands.

When he recovered himself, he replaced the pistols, believing that it would be sacrilege