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r50 ALFRED DE ROSANN. thin—in fine, which are his characteristics, that we may consider whether he be a convict, and if we can recognise him or not.’’ To tell you the truth,’? answered Theodore, “I did not dare look him in the face, when he had once divested himself of the dirt that at first enveloped his person, for fear of laughing outright: but as far as I can recollect, he was moderately stout—not very tall —tolerably ugty—and awkward in his gait.”’ “That is a description, my dear Theodore, calcu- lated to suit nine men out of any ten,” cried Belle- Rose with a smile: “it is easy to perceive that you have never been a clerk in the passport office at the Prefecture de Police. But let us leave the hero of the stye alone for the present, and think of the repast which the gentle Marie has prepared for us.” “ Soit!’”’ said Theodore; and they all three descend- ed to the room where the orgies of the preceding evening had taken place, and where the breakfast was now spread upon the table. When the substantial repast was concluded, Belle- Rose and De Rosann took leave of their hospitable hosts, and pursued their journey, the former again enacting the part of guide as he had done the day be- fore. ‘T'o be brief, they arrived in the neighbourhood of St. Brieue without encountering any adventure worthy of record; and on the following evening pur- sued their journey toward St. Malo. ‘Fhe weather was once more favourable to their march; the western breeze still swept the face of the verdant country, laden with the saline particles it had collected in its passage across the ocean ; and the whole aspect of nature was smiling and gay. The labourers were abroad, attending to the bounteous harvest which arich soil produced; the songs of the peasant girls, hastening to their daily labour, mingled with the notes of birds, and made a sweet though incongruous mu- sic; the wild flowers, profusely spread around, gave a rich perfume to the elastic air, and adorned the broad plains on which herds of cattle were tranquilly CEORPMICLOOOKS5(€C)