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be bought of his Excellency, from a pair of chap. 
bellows to a picture by Claude Lorraine. In . ' 
the same room were handkerchiefs, antique 
vases, stockings, artificial flowers, fans, Co- 
logne-water, soap, pomatum, prints, paintings, 
books, guns, pistols, minerals, jewellery, har- 
ness, saddles, bridles, pipes, second-hand 
clothes, swords, stuffed-birds, bronzes, buckles, 
buttons, snuff-boxes, wigs, watches, boots and 
shoes. “ My house,” said he, as we entered, 
“ and all it contains, is at your service, or any 
one’s else, who will buy it! I will sell you the 
house for a single rouble, provided you will pay 
me also a rouble for each article of its furniture. 
While we bargained with his Excellency, Prince 
L. sent a note, which he read aloud. It was to 
borrow money. “ Here’s a man,” said Prince 
Trubetzkoy, “ with a million of roubles in his 
drawing-room, sends to me for forty-five, to pay 
the expenses of a journey to his country seat ! 
You see how we go on in Russia. ’ 
The number of pictures in Moscow is really 
astonishing. There are four or five eminent 
dealers, who have large collections. The 
palaces of the nobles are many of them filled, 
and there is not one of their owners unwilling 
to sell any picture he may possess. It seems 
as if all Europe had been ransacked to supply 
