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was, scarcely bestowed a second glance at it. R. 
mentioned that he had seen Louis Napoleon for 
more than an hour in the museum a few years 
ago, and that the model hardly recalled his like- 
ness. But the Prince was much struck with the 
likeness of his father, and also that of Madame 
Mere, his grandmother. We saw, amongst other 
relics of Bonaparte, one of the set of gold knives, 
of which my father had two, and which we 
have now. I showed them to the Prince at 
dessert, and he recognised them by their make as 
soon as he saw them. When in the rooms where 
the Napoleon family models were, I noticed people 
looking at the Prince with great curiosity and 
interest. He was exceedingly kind to the two 
boys, and laughed and joked with them, especially 
about the Chamber of Horrors, pretending to be 
dreadfully afraid of it. I noticed a trait of cha- 
racter this evening which amused us very much. 
Mr. Samuel Warren (author of “ Ten Thousand 
a Year ) was here, and after dinner the Prince was 
playing on the piano some rather lively marches 
and tarantellas, when Mr. W., evidently rather 
flushed with the excitement of meeting the dis- 
tinguished guest, said as he lolled back luxuriously 
in an arm-chair, “Why don’t you play us some- 
thing more melancholy. Prince ? I want something 
melancholy.” Prince Charles Lucien, seeming to 
take no notice of the request (Mr. W. until this 
evening was a total stranger to him), went on 
