We offered a reward for the apprehension of the culprit, whom no one appeared to know, although, as it happened, every one in a large household was aware of the transaction but the proprietor himself.

We abused all--innkeeper, waiters, ostlers, and chambermaids, collectively and individually--condemned Calais as a den of iniquity, and branded all Frenchmen as rogues and vagabonds.

This seemed to alleviate considerably my friend's grief, and excite my thirst -- fortunately, perhaps for us; for if our eloquence had held out much longer, I am afraid our auditory might have lost their patience; and, indeed, I am quite certain if our French had not been in nearly as disjointed a condition as the spokes of the caleche, such must have been the case.
"Well, Mr.Lorrequer, I suppose, then, we are not destined to be fellow-travellers--for if you must go to-morrow--" "Alas! It is imperative," said I.
"Then in any case, let us arrange where we shall meet, for I hope to be in Paris the day after you." "I'll stop at Meurice." "Meurice, be it," said he, "so now good night, till we meet in Paris." THE CONFESSIONS OF HARRY LORREQUER, Vol.

4 [By Charles James Lever (1806-1872)] Dublin MDCCCXXXIX.
Volume 4.

(Chapter XXIV-XXVIII) Contents: CHAPTER XXIV The Gen d'Arme CHAPTER XXV The Inn at Chantraine CHAPTER XXVI Mr O'Leary CHAPTER XXVII Paris CHAPTER XXVIII Paris.