CHAPTER XIV.
"Woman, the world's appointed light,
Has skirted ev'ry shade with white;
Has stood for imitation high,
To ev'ry heart and ev'ry eye;
From ancient deeds of fair renown,
Has brought her bright memorials down."
Moore's Fables.
The following day, after the release of the Marquis, glowing with humanity and the love of doing an act of kindness to a fellow-creature, the first use he made of his recovered freedom was to employ it in the service of his late comrade in bondage, the unhappy De Brooke. Though a foreigner in the country, and but little acquainted with its laws and customs, and still less disposed, from the natural amenity of his temper, to interfere in what might not regard him, yet, from his courteous and affable demeanour, he never failed to make a favourable impression, and to gain a ready hearing to his cause. This was exemplified in the present case.
Mr. Philimore had made his appeal to the Marshal at a time when his mind was under the in-
