r Charles Cotterell."

About the usual hour for the promenade in the Tuileries, I conveyed
myself thither. I set the chain and ring in full display, rendered still
more conspicuous by the dark coloured dress which I always wore. I
had not been in the gardens ten minutes, before I perceived a young
Frenchman, scarcely twenty years of age, look with a very peculiar air
at my new decorations. He passed and repassed me, much oftener than the
alternations of the walk warranted; and at last, taking off his hat,
said in a low tone, that he wished much for the honour of exchanging a
few words with me in private. I saw, at the first glance, that he was
a gentleman, and accordingly withdrew with him among the trees, in the
more retired part of the garden.

"Permit me," said he, "to inquire how that ring and chain came into your
possession?"

"Monsieur," I replied, "you will understand me, when I say, that
the honour of another person is implicated in my concealment of that
secret."

"Sir," said the Frenchman, colouring violently, "I have seen them
before--in a word, they belong to me!"

I smiled--my young hero fired at this. "Oui, Monsieur," said he,
speaking very loud, and very quick, "they belong to me, and I insist
upon your immediately restoring them, or vindicating your claim to them
by arms."

"You leave me but one answer, Monsieur," said I; "I will find a friend
to wait upon you immediately. Allow me to inquire your address?" The
Frenchman, who was greatly agitated, produced a card. We bowed and
separated.

I was glancing over the address I held in my hand, which was--C.
D'Azimart, Rue de Bourbon Numero--, when my ears were saluted with--

"'Now do you know me?--thou shouldst be Alonzo.'"

I did not require the faculty of sight to recognize Lord Vincent. "My
dear fellow," said I, "I am rejoiced to see you!" and thereupon I poured
into his ear the particulars of my morning adventure. Lord Vincent
listened to me with much apparent interest, and spoke very unaffectedly
of his readiness to serve me, and his regret at the occasion.

"Pooh." said I, "a duel in France, is not like one in England; the
former is a matter of course; a trifle of common occurrence; one makes
an engagement to fight, in the same breath as an engagement to dine;
but the latter is a thing of state and solemnity--long faces--early
rising--and willmaking. But do get this business over as soon as you
can, that we may dine at the Rocher afterward