At last, I resolved to disguise myself, and borrowed this suit from a Jew clothesman, who has a stall in Saint Paul's.

Thus equipped, I paced backwards and forwards before the house, in the hope of obtaining a glimpse of you, and fortune has favoured me more than I expected, though it has led to this unhappy result.

Heaven only knows what will become of me!" she added, bursting into tears.

"Oh! that the pestilence would select me as one of its victims.

But, like your own sex, it shuns all those who court it." "I can neither advise you," replied Leonard, in sombre tone, "nor help you.