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 stir, he put his hat on, turned round, and crossing his arms negligently, said, "But tell me, Marquis, what means that comedy you are acting there in your great night-cap?"

"A comedy!" I replied, with looks of astonishment.

"I think you have had sufficient time to take your nap; though you have dined to-day with an extraordinary appetite."

"You are mistaken, Count," I began peevishly: "I have had no appetite at all."

I would have given any thing if I could have provoked him to enter into a contest with me on that point; for I was determined to prove clearly that I never had dined with less appetite. He went, however, to the window, without returning a word, began to hum an air, looking into the street, and dissembled to be occupied with some ridiculous object. At length he resumed, still looking out of the win-