As I know very well that solidity has but a small share in the composition of the lady whom Alinda had intended to entrust with the publication of her memoirs, I thought the surest way of having the will of the deceas'd perform'd, was not to trouble a person of her character with the perusal of them, but to take the opportunity of my Invisibilityship to present them to the world myself, which I accordingly have done.

And now, as I doubt not but the reader will be glad of being inform'd of somewhat farther concerning Le Bris, I shall relate such particulars as have come to my knowledge.

It must be concluded that this unworthy preceptor, in looking over the papers of Alinda, had either not observed, or afterwards forgot, that the ring he had just taken from among her other jewels was the very same mention'd in her letter to her friend, otherwise he would certainly have had cunning enough to have replaced it where he found it.

Mr. soon recollecting what his cousin had said to him in regard of this little legacy, and missing it from her other trinkets, made a strict enquiry what was become of it: – Le Bris, having had her keys in his possession, was one of the first interrogated, and on being so, boldly reply'd, that such a ring had been bestow'd upon him by Alinda. – ‘How can that be,’ cry'd the other, – ‘when but three days before her death she bequeath'd it to a lady of her acquaintance, and insisted on my promise of delivering it to her?’ – ‘She must then be delirious,’ said the parson; ‘but however that might be, heaven forbid I should detain what is even suspected to be the right of another;’ and with these words presented the ring to mr., who received it from him without the least ceremony.