all his machinations; and I will forthwith exhibit the
monster to the public, in his true lineaments of craft, perfidy, and
ingratitude."

This indeed was the plan with which Mr. Pickle had amused himself during
the researches of Crabtree; and by this time it so effectually flattered
his imagination, that he believed he should be able to bring his
adversary, in spite of all his power, to his own terms of submission, by
distinguishing himself in the list of those who, at that period, wrote
against the administration. Nor was this scheme so extravagant as it
may seem to be, had not he overlooked one material circumstance, which
Cadwallader himself did not recollect, when he approved of this project.

While he thus meditated vengeance, the fame of his disorder, in due
course of circulation, reached the ears of that lady of quality whose
memoirs have already appeared in these adventures. The correspondence
with which she had honoured our hero had been long broke off for the
reason already advanced, namely, his dread of being exposed to her
infatuating charms. He had been candid enough to make her acquainted
with the cause of exiling himself from her presence; and she admitted
the prudence of self-restraint, although she would have very well
satisfied with the continuance of his intimacy and conversation,
which were not at all beneath the desire of any lady in the kingdom.
Notwithstanding this interruption, she still retained a friendship and
regard for his character, and felt all the affliction of a humane heart,
at the news of his misfortunes and deplorable distemper. She had seen
him courted and cultivated in the sunshine of his prosperity; but she
knew, from sad experience, how all those insect-followers shrink away in
the winter of distress. Her compassion represented him as a poor unhappy
lunatic, destitute of all the necessaries of life, dragging about the
ruins of human nature, and exhibiting the spectacle of blasted youth
to the scorn and abhorrence of his fellow-creatures. Aching with these
charitable considerations, she found means to learn in what part of the
town he lodged and, laying aside all superfluous ceremony, went in a
hackney-chair to his door, which was opened by the ever-faithful Pipes.

Her ladyship immediately recollected the features of his trusty
follower, whom she could not help loving in her heart for his attachment
and fidelity, which after she had applauded with a most gracious
commendation,