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Rh to be seen, now and then, that I can trust my face by itself."

"A pleasant state of mind," cried Francesca; "that entire repose in the conviction of your own perfection! But to return to your noble visitors. Surely Madame de Savoie must have felt the position in which she had placed her daughter?"

"Yes, but she talked it away. She uses a whole language to herself. Her discourse is an avalanche of words, beneath which the hearers are overwhelmed. And then her confidence! it goes to the extent of a romance—she confides every thing. I'll tell you an anecdote, out of many, that she relates of herself. Monsieur de Savoie is most dévoué to your charming sex, and one of his favourites had given him a greyhound. During a short journey from the court, he left this greyhound to his mother's care, with many injunctions to watch over its safety. That night, when she was alone in her chamber, she flung herself on her knees before the dog, addressing it with the most tender epithets. 'How dearly do I love thee! how happy am I to have thee, reminding me of thy master! If he were here I should be satisfied. I have not seen him since the morning, and the moments appear to me hours in his