 mistress. As she was one day musing on the uncommon miseries of her fate, her maid approached her with unusual chearfulness, and cried out, O, Madam! he is come.
A TRANSITORY joy now sparkled in Charlotte's eyes and the soft bloom that had forsaken her cheek, returned with added blushes. Where is he? she replied; and ah! how could he stay so long! Didst thou see him, Nannette, and has he mourned my absence?
AT that instant, one of the lay sisters came to inform Charlotte, that a gentleman desired to see her. She flew to the grate, but how was her surprize encreased when instead of lord Seymour she beheld her brother?
IF any thing could have abated her joy at seeing him, it must have been the disappointment she felt, at not meeting lord Seymour. But though her expectation had been highly raised with the pleasing hope of such an interview, she was sincerely rejoice at the unexpected sight of her much beloved brother.
HE immediately began to expostulate with her, on quitting England; and earnestly intreated her to leave the convent, and put herself under his protection. She told him that was not at present in her power, as she was then in her noviciate, but promised not to take the veil, without his approbation, which she was certain would follow every action of her life, when he was acquainted with the motives; and, in order

to explain both her situation and his own, she would send him some papers to peruse which were of the utmost consequence to them both.
CAPTAIN Beaumont was astonished at the mysterious manner which accompanied his sister's words; but as he had the highest opinion of her honour and understanding, he, for the present, suppressed his curiosity about the secrets she hinted at, and retired to his lodgings, to wait till Nannette should bring an explanation of the mystery, in which he found his innocent and unhappy sister involved.
CAPTAIN Beaumont had left London, the day after his sister, and easily traced her through the progress of her journey; but when he arrived at Paris, as he had no clue to guide him, he wandered near three months in pursuit of her, and but for the accidental meeting of Nannette in the street, he might have spent as many years in the same fruitless inquiry.
LORD Seymour, whose ardour and impatience to recover his lost fair one, was ever more sanguine than a brother's could be, was not so early in his pursuit. The agitation of his mind, upon receiving Charlotte's letter,
