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The inexperienced Charlotte was astonished at what she heard.

She thought La Rue had, like herself, only been urged by the force



of her attachment to Belcour, to quit her friends, and follow

him to the feat of war: how wonderful then, that she should



resolve to marry another man. It was certainly extremely wrong.

It was indelicate. She mentioned her thoughts to Montraville.



He laughed at her simplicity, called her a little ideot,

and patting her on the cheek, said she knew nothing of the world.



"If the world sanctifies such things, 'tis a very bad world I think,"

said Charlotte. "Why I always understood they were to have been



married when they arrived at New-York. I am sure Mademoiselle told

me Belcour promised to marry her."



"Well, and suppose he did?"

"Why, he should be obliged to keep his word I think."



"Well, but I suppose he has changed his mind," said Montraville,

"and then you know the case is altered."



Charlotte looked at him attentively for a moment. A full sense

of her own situation rushed upon her mind. She burst into tears,



and remained silent. Montraville too well understood the cause

of her tears. He kissed her cheek, and bidding her not make



herself uneasy, unable to bear the silent but keen remonstrance,

hastily left her.



The next morning by sun-rise they found themselves at anchor before

the city of New-York. A boat was ordered to convey the ladies on shore.



Crayton accompanied them; and they were shewn to a house of

public entertainment. Scarcely were they seated when the door opened,



and the Colonel found himself in the arms of his daughter,

who had landed a few minutes before him. The first transport



of meeting subsided, Crayton introduced his daughter to Mademoiselle

La Rue, as an old friend of her mother's, (for the artful French



woman had really made it appear to the credulous Colonel that she

was in the same convent with his first wife, and, though much younger,



had received many tokens of her esteem and regard.)

"If, Mademoiselle," said Mrs. Beauchamp, "you were the friend



of my mother, you must be worthy the esteem of all good hearts.

" "Mademoiselle will soon honour our family," said Crayton,



"by supplying the place that valuable woman filled: and as you

are married, my dear, I think you will not blame--"



"Hush, my dear Sir," replied Mrs. Beauchamp: "I know

my duty too well to scrutinize your conduct. Be assured,



my dear father, your happiness is mine. I shall rejoice in it,

and sincerely love the person who contributes to it. But tell me,"



continued she, turning to Charlotte, "who is this lovely girl?

Is she your sister, Mademoiselle?"



A blush, deep as the glow of the carnation, suffused the

cheeks of Charlotte.



"It is a young lady," replied the Colonel, "who came in the same

vessel with us from England.' He then drew his daughter aside,



and told her in a whisper, Charlotte was the mistress of Montraville.

"What a pity!" said Mrs. Beauchamp softly, (casting a most



compassionate glance at her.) "But surely her mind is not depraved.

The goodness of her heart is depicted in her ingenuous countenance. "



"Charlotte caught the word pity. "And am I already fallen so low?"

said she. A sigh escaped her, and a tear was ready to start,



but Montraville appeared, and she checked the rising emotion.

Mademoiselle went with the Colonel and his daughter to



another apartment. Charlotte remained with Montraville and Belcour.

The next morning the Colonel performed his promise, and La Rue



became in due form Mrs. Crayton, exulted in her own good fortune,

and dared to look with an eye of contempt on the unfortunate but far






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