Count Lucien (I do not know in what year) established himself in the good graces of Mademoiselle Meserai, an actress of the Theatre Francais, who was both pretty and sprightly.  The conquest was not difficult, in the first place, because this had never been her character towards any one, and, secondly, because the artiste knew the great wealth of the count, and believed him to be prodigal.  The first attentions of her lover confirmed her in this opinion, and she demanded a house.  He at once presented her with one richly and elegantly furnished, the deed being put in her hands on the day she took possession; and each visit of the count added to the actress’s wardrobe or jewel-case some new gifts.  This lasted some months, at the end of which Lucien became disgusted with his bargain, and began to consider by what means to break it without losing too much.  Among other things, he had made mademoiselle a present of a pair of girandoles, containing diamonds of great value.  In one of the last interviews, before the count had allowed any signs of coldness to be seen, he perceived the girandoles on the toilet-table of his mistress, and, taking them in his hands, said, “Really, my dear, you do me injustice; why do you not show more confidence in me?  I do not wish you to wear jewelry so much out of date as these.”—­“Why, it has been only six months since you gave them to me.”—­“I know it; but a woman of good taste, a woman who respects herself, should never wear anything six months old.  I will take the ear-rings and send them to de Villiers [he was the count’s jeweler] with orders to mount them as I wish.”  The count was tenderly thanked for so delicate an attention, and put the girandoles in his pocket, with one or two necklaces which had also been his gift, and which did not appear to him sufficiently new in style, and the breach took place before any of these had been returned.

Notwithstanding this, Mademoiselle believed herself well provided for with her furniture and her house, until one morning the true proprietor came to ask her wishes as to making a new lease.  She ran to examine her deed, which she had not yet thought to do, and found that it was simply a description of the property, at the end of which was a receipt for two years’ rent.

During our stay at Genoa the heat was insupportable; from this the Emperor suffered greatly, saying he had never experienced the like in Egypt, and undressed many times a day.  His bed was covered with a mosquito netting, for the insects were numerous and worrying.  The windows of the bedroom looked out upon a grand terrace on the margin of the sea, and from them could be seen the gulf and all the surrounding country.  The fetes given by the city were superb.  An immense number of vessels were fastened together, and filled with orange and citrontrees and shrubs, some covered with flowers, some with fruits, and all combined formed a most exquisite floating garden which their Majesties visited on a magnificent yacht.