"Cannot I write," said I, "to your Grand Juge ?" He answered hesitatingly, "Yes." A huissier took in my note, and another excellent one from the friend who was with me, F.D.The huissier returned presently, holding my papers out to me at arm's length--"The Grand Juge knows nothing of this matter." 'I returned home, dined, ordered a carriage to be ready to take me to Passy, wrote a letter to Buonaparte, stating my entire ignorance of the cause of my deportation, and asserting that I was unconnected with any political party.

F.D.engaged that the letter should be delivered; and Mrs.E.and Charlotte remaining to settle our affairs at Paris, I set off for Passy with Maria, where my friend F.D.had taken the best lodging he could find for me in the village.

Madame G.had offered me her country house at Passy; but though she pressed that offer most kindly we would not accept of it, lest we should compromise our friends.

Another friend, Mons.

de P, offered his country house, but, for the same reason, this offer was declined.