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 any thing could be more elegant than this frame?" "You are mistaken, dear Count; for the garland of yon picture is much more beautiful and elegant." "I am of a contrary opinion," he replied, laughing: "this is of a much better workmanship. Upon my honour the picture does not deserve such a beautiful frame." These words naturally made me look at the painting. I started back, seized with astonishment, when I beheld myself as if in a mirror. I instantly recollected to have been persuaded by young V******l, after his accident, to let him have that picture. Astonishment fettered my tongue; and I scarcely heard the Count say, "Faith, Marquis, you are grown much handsomer, or the painter has not done justice to your face."

No sooner had the Count pronounced these words, than a side door opened, and an old man, of a striking beauty, and an elegant carriage, entered the apartment. I bowed respectfully, and was going to