rved that she trembled violently, and that her face
was as pale as death. A stranger, who had stood aloof wrapped in
his cloak, darted forward to assist her; that was the last which her
discarded and weeping servants beheld of her from the pier where they
stood to gaze.

Nothing more in this country was ever known of the fate of Lucy Brandon;
and as her circle of acquaintances was narrow, and interest in her fate
existed vividly in none save a few humble breasts, conjecture was never
keenly awakened, and soon cooled into forgetfulness. If it favoured,
after the lapse of years, any one notion more than another, it was that
she had perished among the victims of the French Revolution.

Meanwhile let us glance over the destinies of our more subordinate
acquaintances.

Augustus Tomlinson, on parting from Long Ned, had succeeded in reaching
Calais; and after a rapid tour through the Continent, he ultimately
betook himself to a certain literary city in Germany, where he became
distinguished for his metaphysical acumen, and opened a school of morals
on the Grecian model, taught in the French tongue. He managed, by the
patronage he received and the pupils he enlightened, to obtain a very
decent income; and as he wrote a folio against Locke, proved that men
had innate feelings, and affirmed that we should refer everything not to
reason, but to the sentiments of the soul, he became greatly respected
for his extraordinary virtue. Some little discoveries were made after
his death, which perhaps would have somewhat diminished the general
odour of his sanctity, had not the admirers of his school carefully
hushed up the matter, probably out of respect for the "sentiments of the
soul!"

Pepper, whom the police did not so anxiously desire to destroy as they
did his two companions, might have managed, perhaps many years longer,
to graze upon the public commons, had not a letter, written somewhat
imprudently, fallen into wrong hands. This, though after creating a
certain stir it apparently died away, lived in the memory of the
police, and finally conspired, with various peccadilloes, to produce
his downfall. He was seized, tried, and sentenced to seven years'
transportation. He so advantageously employed his time at Botany
Bay, and arranged things there so comfortably to himself, that at
the expiration of his sentence he refused to return home. He made an
excellent match, built himself an excellent house, and remained in "the
land of