counted!' And when the toilet was finished, 'Adieu,' she said. 'Do not forget to stoop when you pass under the wickets, for fear the feathers in your bonnet should stick fast.'

"The jailer's step was now heard. Emilie sprung behind the screen-the door opened; I passed out first, next my daughter, then the old nurse. On coming to the door leading from the passage to the outer room, I had at the same time to lift my foot and stoop my head to prevent the catching of my feathers-no easy matter; but I succeeded, and had now to face in this large room a file of five seated jailers ranged along the wall. I held my handkerchief to my eyes, of course, and expected my daughter to come, as directed, on my left; but in her flurry the poor child took the right, thus leaving the jailer at liberty to hand me out as usual. He laid his hand on my arm, evidently much moved-for he concluded we had taken an eternal leave of each other-and said, 'You leave early to-night, madam?' It has been said that my child and I gave way to screams and sobs. So far from that, we durst not so much as indulge in a sigh. At length I got to the further end, where, night and day, sat a jailer in a huge arm-chair, in a space sufficiently contracted to allow him to place his two hands on the keys of two doors; one an iron grating, the

other-the outer one-called the first wicket. This man looked at me, but did not open. I had to put my hand through the bars to hurry him. At length he turned his two keys, and we were out. And now, recollecting herself, my daughter took my right arm. We had twelve steps of a stair to go up to get at the court where the chair waited; and at the foot of them was the guard-house, where twenty soldiers, with an officer at their head, stood within three steps of me, to see Madame Lavalette pass! My foot was at length on the last step, and I got into the sedan, which was close by. But not a chairman was there-not a servant! only my daughter, and the old woman standing beside it, and a sentry not six feet off, immovable on his post, staring at me. My first surprise was giving way to violent agitation; I felt my eyes fixed like a basalisk's on that sentry's musket, which, at the smallest noise or difficulty, I should certainly have sprung on, and used it against any one who offered to take This dreadful suspense may have lasted some two minutes, which to me appeared the length of a night. At length I heard the voice of Bonneville, my valet, whispering to me, 'One of the bearers has failed me, but I have found another!'

me.

"I then felt myself caught up, the chair

crossed the court, and we went down a street or two. When it was set down, the door opened, and my friend Baudus offering me his arm, said aloud: 'Madam, you know you have a visit to make to the president.' I got out, and he pointed to a cabriolet which stood a short way off down a little dark street. I sprang into it, and the driver said to me, 'Hand me my whip.' I sought it in vain; it had fallen. Never mind,' said my companion, giving the reins a shake, which set off the horses at a round trot. As I passed, I caught sight of my daughter, Josephine, standing on the quay, with her hands joined, praying for me with all her soul before getting into the chair; which, as I had predicted, was quickly overtaken, and finding her only in it, was allowed to proceed.

Beginning to breathe at length, when we had driven a long way, I had time to look at my coachman, and what was my astonishment to recognize the Count de Chassenon, whom I little thought of seeing in that capacity. 'Is that you?' asked I, in unfeigned surprise. Yes; and you have at your back four wellloaded pistols, which I hope you will use in case of need.' 'Not I, indeed; I have no mind to involve you in ruin!' in ruin!' 'Well, then, I suppose I must show you the example, and woe to whoever attempts to stop us!' We drove on to

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the boulevard neuf, where we stopped, and I displayed my handkerchief, as agreed, on the apron of the cab; having, by the way, got rid of all my female paraphernalia, and slipped on a groom's frock, with a round laced, livery hat. Monsieur Baudus soon joined us: I took leave of the good Count, and modestly followed in the wake of my new master. It was now past eight; the rain fell in torrents; the night was dark; and nothing could be more lonely than this part of the town. It was with the greatest difficulty I could keep pace with Monsieur Baudus before I lost one of my shoes, which did not mend matters. We met several gendarmes at full gallop, little aware that he whom they were probably in pursuit of was so near them! At length, after an hour's march, worn out with fatigue, and with one foot bare, we came to a large mansion. 'I am going in here,' said Monsieur Baudus; and while I engage the porter in conversation, slip into the court-yard; you will find a staircase on the left; go up it to the highest story. At the end of a dark passage to the right is a pile of fire-wood; stand behind it, and wait.' I grew dizzy, and almost sunk on seeing Monsieur Baudus knock at the very door of the minister for foreign affairs, the Duke de Richelieu! But while the porter let him in, I passed on quickly. 'Where is that

man going?' cried the porter. O, 'tis only my servant.' I found the staircase and every thing else as directed, and was no sooner on the appointed spot, than I heard the rustling of a gown; my arm was gently taken; I was pushed into a room, and the door closed upon me.'

Lavalette was now concealed in what was in all probability the least suspected place in Paris-the house of the minister of foreign affairs. For an asylum under this roof he was indebted to the gratitude of Madame de Brisson, the wife of the cashier. M. de Brisson, it appears, had been proscribed at the first revolution for voting against the king's death, and was two years in hiding, along with his wife, among the Vosges, a cluster of mountains on the east of France. Here they received so much kindness from the inhabitants, that Madame de Brisson made a vow to save, if ever in her power, a person similarly circumstanced. She now had it in her power to afford a shelter to Lavalette, and nobly did she redeem her vow. Every comfort, down to the minutest luxuries of the toilet-so acceptable to a prisoner long deprived of them-had been provided by this lady's thoughtful kindness; even the felt slippers in which alone he was to dare to move about, and the profusion of books and wax lights, which were to compensate to a studious