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x 140 ALFRED DE ROSANN. tiplicity of others might spring up in its place—but he acknowledged within himself that France could not submit her proud head to an unworthy yoke, and - that her sons must be free! Our hero’s reflections were interrupted by the en- trance of the hostler, who informed him that the post- chaise was in readiness, and was waiting for him. De Rosann forgot the Constitutionnel, Polignac, Pey- ronnet, and the probable crisis that was at hand, and instantly obeyed the welcome summons—for his anx- iety to embrace his beloved Eloise may naturally be imagined. And if our reader have ever been placed ina similar situation, let him call to mind his, own feelings, and judge by them of the mingled hope and fear—expectation and alarm—which Alfred felt when the wheels of the carriage rolled upon the pavement of St. Malo. He desired the postilion to conduct him to the hotel he and Belle-Rose had patronised the last time he visited that sea-port, and soon descended in the court-yard of the inn amidst the salutations of landlord, waiter, and chamber-maid. | ‘“ Apparently Monsteur has not irretrievably for- gotten us,’’ said the host, as he assisted De Rosann to alight. “I recollected the extraordinary handsome features of Monsieur instantaneously the carriage stopped at our gate; and I unfeignedly hope Monsieur has satisfactorily performed his arduously undertaken and suddenly resolved-upon journey to England.’’ “Thank you—-thank you!” cried our hero by way of answer to the jargon of the landlord... “ Hasten and cut the cords of those trunks—I must see them con- veyed to my bed-chamber before I leave.’’ | “ Leave!”’ exclaimed the maitre d’hotel. “Indu- bitably Monsieur must immediately partake of some speedily-prepared refreshment.” ‘¢ No—in an hour or two—for God’s sake, use des- patch with that baggage—I have a eall to make first,”’ replied De Rosann, vainly endeavouring to escape from fresh, importunities. “A call to make!” persisted the landlord in a strain “2 CORMICLOOC)KS4(E0)