people on this side of the water, ever since the reader and I took leave of

them, in order to accompany our hero to France. What appears least reconcileable to credibility, is the alteration of Sir Sidney, who, being a man of reason, of the world, of experience, of consideration, and of uncommon benevolence, one would naturally suppose must, in a most extraordinary manner, have been tampered with before he could have been induced to give up a young man in whose dawnings of maturity he had taken abundant pleasure, whose father he had loved and honoured, and of whose happiness he had hoped to have been the guardian.
Indeed when our hero left England Sir Sidney contemplated with great pleasure when he should return, in the bloom of manhood, with all those confirmed accomplishments so consonant to his rank and talents, the reasonable delight with which he should witness an union between him and his daughter, and as no one spoke of Charles but in a style of the most exalted panegyric, no wonder if he was charmed at seeing every thing and every body confirm such honest and legitimate sentiments. But, when a week, then a fortnight, then a month, then two, then four, elapsed without a single line from Charles to either his father, his mistress, or any other friend, what could Sir Sidney

think? What judgment could he form of those reports which continually assailed his ears, and which seemed gradually to turn all his friends against him?
It may not be amiss to watch the progress of this business. Zekiel, as the reader was long ago informed, when he left Eaton went to France. There being in very straitened circumstances, and totally under the direction of Mr. Flush, he was obliged to practise many tricks and shifts to get on, especially as Kiddy, who seems as a manooverer—his own word—to be a twin-born with Standfast, very carefully threw certain gentlemen depredators in his way, who are, as every body knows, pretty plentiful in France, and who took care—his own language again—to keep the purse, by sweating it, in good running order.
Being very closely driven at Calais, and not having enough of Kiddy about him to distinguish between what the law calls theft, from that which is so denominated by reason, he did that through inexperience for which he might have been hanged, when, in fact, his mode of policy should have made him do only that for which he ought to have been hanged.

Mr. Dessein, however, who had his policy too, as we have seen, did not chuse