"It is granted," returned their now-released prisoner, and he entered his carriage. "I would have preferred to preserve my incognito, but your interference has compelled me to reveal my identity. And now, home."
And the coachman drove the Ambassador to a grand mansion in the Rue Faubourg St. Honoré.
Sequel (from the original English).
And when the Ambassador read the above, he came back to his native land, and observed, "I think I have had enough of this."
And everyone at home agreed with him.
By Our Out-and-Out-every-Evening Man.—Mem. The only endurable "Squash" in this hot weather is "Lemon Squash."