Nature (take her altogether) has so little to answer for—and, to close all, where there is more wit and variety of character to feed the mind with—Where then, my dear countrymen, are you going—

—We are only looking at this chaise, said they—Your most obedient servant, said I, skipping out of it, and pulling off my hat—We were wondering, said one of them, who I found was an inquisitive Traveller—what could occasion its motion—’Twas the agitation, said I coolly, of writing a preface—I never heard, said the other, who was a simple Traveller, of a preface wrote in a Desobligeant—It would have been better, said I, in a Vis a Vis.

—As an Englishman does not travel to see Englishmen—I retired to my room.