An interesting couple for the beguilement of a voyage: she so beautifully moderates his irascible incisiveness! Yet there is a strange tone that they have.

What, then, of the polite, the anecdotic Gallic M.Falarique, who studiously engages the young lady in colloquy when Mr.Semhians is agitating outside them to say a word?
What of that outpouring, explosive, equally voluble, uncontrolled M.Bobinikine, a Mongol Russian, shaped, featured, hued like the pot-boiled, round and tight young dumpling of our primitive boyhood, which smokes on the dish from the pot?
And what of another, hitherto unnoticed, whose nose is of the hooked vulturine, whose name transpires as Pisistratus Mytharete?
He hears Dr.Bouthoin declaim some lines of Homer, and beseeches him for the designation of that language.
Greek, is it?
Greek of the Asiatic ancient days of the beginning of the poetic chants?
Dr.Gannius crashes cachinnation.

Dr.Bouthoin caps himself with the offended Don.

Mr.Semhians opens half an eye and a whole mouth.

There must be a mystery, these two exclaim to one another in privacy.